New Orleans Featuring Russell Batiste

I got my ticket in my hand.
My bags are packed, I’m ready to go.
I can’t take it here no more without you baby,
It’s so cold here in Chicago. I miss the sunshine; I miss your smiling face. I miss the choir sing amazing grace.
Hold on cause it won’t be long till the wheels touch down at Louis Armstrong.

I’m coming home
I’m coming home
My suitcase in my hand
My plane getting ready to go
I’m coming home
Home
I know you gonna be waiting on me (holiday version lighting the Christmas tree)
I’m coming back to ya baby
Back to New Orleans

Hey big easy
Here I come
When the bird finally lands, I’m feel your love
I’ll smell the creole gumbo in the salty air
My mom and my papa gonna meet me there.

Chorus

Bridge

It’s Carnival time
Every day of the year
A little crawfish pie and some Dixie beer
Professor longhair
Gonna take me to the Mardi Gras
I got my red beans cooking
With some Marcia Ball
The Trumpet calling my name down on Frenchmen Street
No, I can’t wait
To get back to New Orleans

Chorus

Break down hook
Imma be on the front porch with a bottle of wine
Hey Irma get Mickey
Time’s not in my side