Roussianna, Roussianna, here I am You stole my car, you stole my lover You stole my lover, and now I'm gone Oh, New Orleans, oh, New Orleans The home of the blues Give me back my lover, I'd have no trouble And the blues, I could lose Oh, Georgia, oh, Georgia That's my home Down in Atlanta, down in Atlanta That's where I was born Well, I'm going to find my baby I'm going to tell her I was wrong I'm going to tell her that I love her And I'm tired of being alone Roussianna, Roussianna, here I come To find my lover, to find my lover And head back home
