I'm going down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm going down to New Orleans leaving all of this behind South from Detroit I've got a cage of cooking on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right In a town like New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right I'll be a hot general until the early morning break of light A chamomile and a crawfish pie gonna start my day But when the sun goes down we're gonna have a bon-temps roulette ... ... ... ... ... ... I'm going down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine I'm going down to New Orleans where the stars on the sidewalk shine Burning through Mississippi with a big easy on my mind When I get to New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right In a town like New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right I'm a party like the devil if the Neville brothers play tonight A chamomile and a crawfish pie gonna make my day Down on the bayou singing hey party way Bon-temps roulette ... ... ... I'm going down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine Down in New Orleans good people stay it's hard to find I bet he's making gumbo and drinking homemade wine A jukebox shaking and breaking down in New Orleans I'll be the highest hillbilly that Bourbon Street has ever seen ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...