Kim Mitchell
N’Awlin Nights
N'awlin's nights
Gonna land at sunset in New Orleans ...
Gonna hire me a long black limousine ...
Tonight I'm a southern boy born and bred ...
Polite at the table and I'm rude in bed ...
Louisiana moon ... and a paddle boat ride ...
Gonna slide the big easy ... feel the rise of the tide ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Drop me down into that sweet swamp smell ...
It's a home game here for both heaven and hell ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Gonna scream at the sky on Huey Long bridge ...
Salt lick lay that sauce on thick ...
Double mint julep and a medicine stick ...
Dip my lips in a velvet mist ...
Bake my head like I've never been kissed ...
Fiddle in the streets with a Kershaw sway ...
Dr John growls from the alleyway ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Drop me down into that sweet swamp smell ...
It's a home game here for both heaven and hell ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Gonna scream at the sky on Huey Long bridge ...
It's the velvet madness in this place that I love ...
When the moonlight comes ... it's the magic ...
That takes me ... and I'm ready to run ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Drop me down into that sweet swamp smell ...
It's a home game here for both heaven and hell ...
Big silver bird with the wing tip lights ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
Gonna scream at the sky ...
There's a skin buffet up on billy goat hill ...
Carry me ... to those N'awlin's nights ...
Carry me ... carry me ...
Carry me back to those N'awlin's nights ...
To those N'awlin's nights ...