This pain is deeper than the Ponchartrain
Now that I'm alone again after losing you
I'm going down to Basin Street
Where the broken dreamers meet
Where my broken heart can beat Louisiana blue.

(Where) those muddy bayous run hust as black as Coca Cola
Ain't no other place I can be bluer that I know of
Gonna pack my bags, turn up my collar, put on my travelin' shoes
Go down to New Orleans and turn Louisiana blue.

You should see this heart that you returned to me
Now it only yearns to be on the next train through
I just want to disappear heading south away from here
Running 'til I turn my tears Louisiana blue.

(Where) those muddy bayous run hust as black as Coca Cola
Ain't no other place I can be bluer that I know of
Gonna pack my bags, turn up my collar, put on my travelin' shoes
Go down to New Orleans and turn Louisiana blue.


I'm gonna pack my bags, turn up my collar, put on my travelin' shoes
Go down to New Orleans and turn Louisiana blue
I'm gonna raise the Mississippi River crying over you
Go down to New Orleans and turn Louisiana blue...