Down in New Orleans
Good smells rise
and lift across the skies
as we sink below sea level
six feet above where the devil lies
Down in New Orleans
We celebrate
where you’re welcome to eat, drink and pray
in the jambalaya jumble before Fat Tuesday
when the marching bands rumble
and the flambeaux men sway
and ancient oaks lean in toast to hurricanes now gone away
where friendly smiles are shared
and rain stains glass
Down in New Orleans
At a Super Sunday Second Line
you can buckjump out of your mind
party till the sun shines and
pass a real good time
down in New Orleans
embrace yourself
into the taste of this town and
Lose yourself until your soul is found
Down in New Orleans
Taylor, age 16