Текст песни I Wish I Was In New Orleans (In The Ninth Ward) - Tom Waits
Well,
I
wish
I
was
in
New
Orleans,
I
can
see
it
in
my
dreams,
Arm-in-arm
down
Burgundy,
a
bottle
and
my
friends
and
me
Hoist
up
a
few
tall
cool
ones,
play
some
pool
and
listen
To
that
tenor
saxophone
calling
me
home
And
I
can
hear
the
band
begin
"When
the
Saints
Go
Marching
In",
And
by
the
whiskers
on
my
chin,
New
Orleans,
I'll
be
there
I'll
drink
you
under
the
table,
be
red-nosed,
go
for
walks,
The
old
haunts
what
I
wants
is
red
beans
and
rice
And
wear
the
dress
I
like
so
well,
and
meet
me
at
the
old
saloon,
Make
sure
that
there's
a
Dixie
moon,
New
Orleans,
I'll
be
there
And
deal
the
cards
roll
the
dice,
if
it
ain't
that
old
Chuck
E.
Weiss,
And
Claiborne
Avenue,
me
and
you
Sam
Jones
and
all
And
I
wish
I
was
in
New
Orleans,
'cause
I
can
see
it
in
my
dreams,
Arm-in-arm
down
Burgundy,
a
bottle
and
my
friends
and
me
New
Orleans,
I'll
be
there
Альбом
Small Change
1 Jitterbug Boy (Sharing A Curbstone With Chuck E. Weiss, Robert Marchese, Paul Body and The Mug and Artie)
2 I Wish I Was In New Orleans (In The Ninth Ward)
3 Bad Liver and a Broken Heart (In Lowell)
4 Pasties and a G-String (at the Two O’Clock club)
5 I Can't Wait to Get Off Work (and See My Baby on Montgomery Avenue)
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