Текст песни Year Down In New Orleans - Nanci Griffith
                                                    I 
                                                truly 
                                                need 
                                                ... 
                                                    a 
                                                year 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                hum 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                southern 
                                                drawl 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                understand
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                should 
                                                you 
                                                meet 
                                                ... 
                                                my 
                                                sweetheart 
                                                in 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kindly 
                                                pass 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                safety 
                                                of 
                                                his 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                remember 
                                                clover 
                                                ... 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                south 
                                                of 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                ran 
                                                so 
                                                blindly 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                fields 
                                                of 
                                                summer 
                                                cane
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                when 
                                                I'm 
                                                lonely 
                                                ... 
                                                    I 
                                                send 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                down 
                                                to 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                chase 
                                                my 
                                                memories 
                                                alone 
                                                down 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                    I 
                                                miss 
                                                the 
                                                clarity 
                                                    I 
                                                left 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                youth
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                there 
                                                be 
                                                another 
                                                heart 
                                                who 
                                                can 
                                                endure 
                                                my 
                                                solitude?
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                roses 
                                                grow 
                                                ... 
                                                so 
                                                lovely 
                                                in 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                petals 
                                                do 
                                                recall 
                                                the 
                                                mysteries 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now, 
                                                should 
                                                you 
                                                go 
                                                ... 
                                                to 
                                                that 
                                                garden 
                                                in 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kindly 
                                                tend 
                                                    a 
                                                rose 
                                                beside 
                                                his 
                                                heart 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                ... 
                                                and 
                                                sigh
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Ghost In the Music
2 Love Is a Hard Waltz
3 Roseville Fair
4 Mary & Omie
5 Friend Out In the Madness
6 I'm Not Drivin' These Wheels
7 Time Alone
8 Ballad of Robin Winter-Smith
9 Daddy Said
10 Once In a Very Blue Moon
11 If I Were the Woman You Wanted
12 Year Down In New Orleans
13 Spin On a Red Brick Floor
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