NEW ORLEANS
Oh this town
Traded my voice for a washboard last night
And my Money
Ended up between my lungs and liver last night
Wild, wild rivers carry me
One drink for the soul
And one for the body
And one for the one I left at home
You don’t want to
Travel all alone and talk to strangers in the street
You know that
You can’t stop me cause you know it’s what I’ll always need
Wild, wild rivers carry me
One drink for the soul
And one for the body
And one for the one I left at home
Every night I scrape away a little piece of my backbone
One vertebrae got lost when he put his number in my phone
My eyes were spinning watching jazz fingers on a guitar
I accidentally put my heart into the tip jar
And now it’s gone
one after the other one
Oh another one I left at home
