New Orleans Lyrics

Soon as I wake up, I get down on myself again
I dug myself a big rut, I’m a clown at a funeral
Paint a frown on my tombstone

Broke my own damn back pushing stones up a huge hill
Everyone knows a guy like that, bringing knives to a gun fight
Step outside, buddy I just might

It’s hard to keep it clean
Staring at a screen
I’m dreaming my own dreams and
Drifting down the road tonight
Going to New Orleans

Little boy becomes a man, leaves the good times in the trash can
Hey ma! Look at me! I’m a ghost at the symphony
Playing Mozart on my tambourine

Hosanna! Jamboree! You were waiting in my bed for me
I made an oath, bent a knee, holler lonesome in thе valley
I miss my home some, darlin’ I’ll rally

It’s hard to keep it clеan
Staring at a screen
I’m dreaming my own dreams and
Drifting down the road tonight
Going to New Orleans

All the colours start to fade
All my life turned to grey
I keep the bad times at bay
I look ‘em square in the eye and say:
“There ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing…
That’s here to stay”

Tear me down, build me up, I’m a river in a paper cup
I’ve lived a lot but not enough, I’m going home son, for the winter
I’m a joker, Lord, I’m a sinner

It’s hard to keep it clean
Staring at a screen
I’m dreaming my own dreams and
Drifting down the road tonight
Going to New Orleans