Versuri I Wish I Was In New Orleans

Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams 
Arm in arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me 
Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool and listen 
To that tenor saxophone calling me home 
 
And I can hear the band begin when The Saints go marching in 
By the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans I'll be there 
I'll drink you under the table, be red nose, go for walks 
The old haunts what I wants is red beans and rice 
 
And wear the dress I like so well, meet me at the old saloon 
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon, New Orleans I'll be there 
And deal the cards, roll the dice, if it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss 
And Clayborn avenue me and you, Sam Jones and all 
 
And I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams 
Arm in arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me 
New Orleans I'll be there