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Standin' in the corner. Of toulouse and dauphine. Waitin' on marie-ondine. I'm tryin' to place a tune. Under a louisiana moonbeam. On the planet of new orleans. In a bar they call the saturn
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Gumbo and poor boys are all that I've seen in New Orleans. Creole Dish and Crawfish are all that I've seen in New Orleans. Oysters on a half shell, Bourbon Street got it's own smell, yeah. It got
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I said, Hey Hey Hey, Hey Ya. I said, Hey, Hey Ya Ya Well come on everybody. Make a trip with me. Down from Mississippi. Down to New Orleans. They got the honeysuckle. Blooming on a honeysuckle
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I said, Hey Hey Hey, Hey Ya. I said, Hey, Hey Ya Ya Well come on everybody. Make a trip with me. Down from Mississippi. Down to New Orleans. They got the honeysuckle. Blooming on a honeysuckle
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Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans. And miss her each night and day. I know I'm not wrong because the feeling's. Getting stronger the longer I stay away Miss the moss-covered vines
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Bài hát New Orleans - Toby Keith. He was twenty-five, she was twenty-eight. He was home grown country, she'd just pulled off the interstate. She bought a Dr. Pepper, ten dollars worth of gas. She
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Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry. And I showed the clouds how to
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, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to
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woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, big river, more than me. I taught the weepin' willow how to cry, cry, cry. And I showed
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down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. . Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry. And I showed
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Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry. And I showed the clouds how to
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Way down yonder in New Orleans. In the land of the dreamy scenes. There's a Garden Of Eden, you know what I mean? Creole babies with flashin' eyes. Softly whisper their tender sighs. Then stop
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of my mind. She was lookin fine. She said you want to drive me home. But what I didn't know. . Ooh, ooh - I was dancing with the. Queen of new orleans. Ooh, ooh - dancing in the streets of new
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Man, do you know what it means to miss New Orleans Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans. And miss it each night and day. I know Im not wrong, this feeling's gettin' stronger. The longer
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I'm going back to New Orleans. Ain't turning my back on this world of tears. With a head that's heavy and a heart that's sore. Gonna swing my hammer, gonna stop this war. . Dying babies in the
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Riding on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the south-bound
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Song The Battle Of New Orleans - Johnny Cash. In 1814 we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans. And we caught the
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Song The Battle Of New Orleans - Tex Williams. In 1814 we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans. And we caught
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Song The Battle Of New Orleans - Johnny Cash. In 1814 we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans. And we caught the
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In 1814 we took a little trip,. Along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,. And we fought the bloody british in the town of new
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, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to
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, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to
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Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry. And I showed the clouds how to
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, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. Now I taught the weeping willow how to
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Man, do you know what it means to miss New Orleans Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans. And miss it each night and day. I know Im not wrong, this feeling's gettin' stronger. The longer
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the south-bound
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the south-bound
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Riding on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey
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Riding on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey
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Riding on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey
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Riding on the City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey
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