Voodoo Mama

Louisiana, I feel you callin' me
Voodoo mama has been haunting my dreams
She said, "Come on back, come on back to New Orleans"

Louisiana, I'm torn at the seams 
I need you mama to sew these old blue jeans
So I'm coming back, coming back to New Orleans

I'm coming back, I'm coming back
To music in the streets
I'm coming back, I'm coming back
To music in the streets
Well, I'm coming back, coming back to New Orleans

Louisiana, I feel you calling me
Voodoo mama has been haunting my dreams
She said, "Come on back, come on back to New Orleans"
She said, "Come on back, come on back to New Orleans"