Mardi Gras

Verse 1

Down in New Orleans, Six String in My Hand
I’m flying down on a big jet plane
to hear that big brass band
Down in New Orleans
at the Biggest parade you ever saw
I’m getting a hankering for creole gumbo
And it’s New Orleans Mardi Gras
Down on the Bayou, breaking in my alligator shoes
I got purple and yellow and green all over
But I ain’t got time for the blues
Down on Frenchman Street where the music fills the air
Lost all my money and it sure sounds funny but sugar I just don’t care

Chorus

Down in New Orleans, Six String in my Hand, flying down on a big jet plane to hear that big brass band, pickin and a grinnin in the French quarter, drinkin up the gin and the vodka, I’m moving and a shaking and a having a ball cause it’s New Orleans Mardi Gras

Play that funky Fiddle Oliver

Verse 2

Down in New Orleans Pickin and a grinnin in the French Quarter, drinkin up the whiskey and drinking up the wine, the rum and the gin and the vodka. I’m Two Steppin on a Tuesday, and I’m picking up a Cajun Drawl, I’m moving and a shaking and a having a ball cause it’s New Orleans. Down in New Orleans, I met a Cajun man you see, he was a moving and a shaking and a singing the blues and it sounded pretty good to me. Saying something like “get away evil demon get away, shoo fly don’t bother me, get away evil demon get away, shoo fly don’t bother me

Chorus

Down in New Orleans
Down in New Orleans

Load up the car boys we headed down to Louisiana