Way Down in New Orleans

Way Down In New Orleans

Way down yonder
Way down in New Orleans
There’s a washboard playin’ mama
They call her the Zydeco Queen
Don’t you know where I mean
Down in New Orleans

They got the Mississippi River
Just lapin’ at the shore
I don’t know why I never stopped by
This syncopated beat before
Don’t you know where I mean
Down in New Orleans

I’m sippin’ café au lait, eatin’ Beignet
Po Boy Muffalleta, Crawfish Etouffee
All served up on a silver tray
What you say what’d you say
I say Monday’s rice and beans
Down in New Orleans

Well I bought me a pound of coffee
With Chicory came in a bright red can
Now every time I take a drink I find myself thinkin’ ‘bout
La Belle, Louisiana
Don’t you know where I mean
Down in New Orleans
Way down yonder, way down in New Orleans