New Orleans cuisine is Creole rather than Cajun.
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Cajun Born
I was born on the bayou
Thirty miles of Layfayette
My daddy was a cajun man
Lord he taught us how to plow
I remember mama's breakfast
Cush Cush and a Kaye
Being served on a Banyee
Oh, I wish I had some now.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
We went to church every sunday
We had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man
'Cause we thought he wore a dress.
After church we had a party
We played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blan
Made a sinner out of me.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
When I'm ready to be married
I'm going to be this cajun lady
Some sorta like my mamma
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
Wherever fortune takes me
If it makes me or it breaks me
It's memories will forsake me
Louisiana on my mind.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
If I die in Alaska
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song performed by Emmylou Harris
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Orleans
My sister was named Orleans
After the town where she was born,
Dear Orleans, my best friend,
A little girl with hazel eyes,
Dear Orleans, please don’t cry,
Hold my hand and stay with me,
And never say good bye.
My sister grew up beautiful
Like so many little girls do,
My sister Orleans, late one night,
Danced with a man named Lou.
Dear Orleans, please come home,
Mama and daddy and I
Are waiting here for you.
My sister never came home that night,
And daddy called the law,
Mama paced the floor till dawn
And wrung her hands till they were raw,
Dear Orleans, we waited till
The police came to our house
And told us what they saw.
My sister had been ravished bad
And left to die alone.
The man called Lou had fled the town
And by morning he was gone.
Dear Orleans, thank God you lived,
Though you’ll never be the same,
At least you’re safe at home.
My sister Orleans grew a life
Conceived through hate and fear;
We tried to hide it from the town
But soon it became clear.
Dear Orleans, hid her shame
As day by day she swelled
And the baby’s birth drew near.
My sister thrashed and cried in bed
On the day the sun was high;
She begged for mercy and release
Till we heard the infant cry
Dear Orleans, reached out for him
I wrapped him in a towel
And watched her baby die.
poem by Caroline Misner
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À Une Dame Créole (To A Creole Lady)
Au pays parfumé que le soleil caresse,
J'ai connu, sous un dais d'arbres tout empourprés
Et de palmiers d'où pleut sur les yeux la paresse,
Une dame créole aux charmes ignorés.
Son teint est pâle et chaud; la brune enchanteresse
A dans le cou des airs noblement maniérés;
Grande et svelte en marchant comme une chasseresse,
Son sourire est tranquille et ses yeux assurés.
Si vous alliez, Madame, au vrai pays de gloire,
Sur les bords de la Seine ou de la verte Loire,
Belle digne d'orner les antiques manoirs,
Vous feriez, à l'abri des ombreuses retraites
Germer mille sonnets dans le coeur des poètes,
Que vos grands yeux rendraient plus soumis que vos noirs.
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To a Creole Lady
In the perfumed country which the sun caresses,
I knew, under a canopy of crimson trees
And palms from which indolence rains into your eyes,
A Creole lady whose charms were unknown.
Her complexion is pale and warm; the dark enchantress
Affects a noble air with the movements of her neck.
Tall and slender, she walks like a huntress;
Her smile is calm and her eye confident.
If you went, Madame, to the true land of glory,
On the banks of the Seine or along the green Loire,
Beauty fit to ornament those ancient manors,
You'd make, in the shelter of those shady retreats,
A thousand sonnets grow in the hearts of poets,
Whom your large eyes would make more subject than your slaves.
Translated by William Aggeler
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To a Colonial Lady
In scented countries by the sun caressed
I've known, beneath a tent of purple boughs,
And palmtrees shedding slumber as they drowse,
A creole lady with a charm unguessed.
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poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Do You Know What Is Means To Miss New Orleans
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know Im not wrong this feeling's gettin' stronger
The longer, I stay away
Miss them moss covered vines the tall sugar pines
Where mockin' birds used to sing
And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi hurryin' into spring
The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom and I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans
The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom and I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more I miss the one I care for
More more than I miss New Orleans
song performed by Louis Armstrong
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Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans
Do you know what it means to miss new orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know Im not wrong... this feelings gettin stronger
The longer, I stay away
Miss them moss covered vines...the tall sugar pines
Where mockin birds used to sing
And Id like to see that lazy mississippi...hurryin into spring
The moonlight on the bayou.......a creole tune.... that fills the air
I dream... about magnolias in bloom......and Im wishin I was there
Do you know what it means to miss new orleans
When thats where you left your heart
And theres one thing more...i miss the one I care for
More than I miss new orleans
(instrumental break)
The moonlight on the bayou.......a creole tune.... that fills the air
I dream... about magnolias in bloom......and Im wishin I was there
Do you know what it means to miss new orleans
When thats where you left your heart
And theres one thing more...i miss the one I care for
More.....more than I miss.......new orleans
song performed by Louis Armstrong
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Lady Marmalade
Lil' Kim:
HEY SISTERS
soul sistas?
Lemme hear ya flow sistas
Pink and Christina:
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Mya:
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said, hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go, oh
All
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey hey hey)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (oh oh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Is where he started to freak, yeah
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da da yeah)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ooh yeah yeah)
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade, uh
Chorus
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ooh)
Lil' Kim:
Yeah, yeah, aw
We come through with the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours?
Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, get love from the Dudes
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas
BETTER get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
(One more time, come on)
Marmalade (ooh)
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song performed by Pink
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Down To New Orleans
Hey creole darlin
Talk that french to me
You know your love is somethin
Like I aint never seen
Im goin down, down, down, down to new orleans
Your eyes shine line diamonds
And those kisses sure make me scream
There aint nothin like love on the bayou
Honey I know you know what I mean
Im goin down, down, down, down to new orleans
Im goin down, down, down, down to new orleans
Chorus:
They got the gumbo and the creole
They got the quarter all night long
I got my delta queen that makes my heart sing
Man I aint never goin home
Im goin down, down, down, down to new orleans
song performed by Vince Gill
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Toulouse Street
Patrick simmons
Im walkin in shadows, I cannot see
Faces, they smile when I fall or flee
Doors without windows all shuttered tight again
I just might pass this way again
I just might pass this way again
I just might pass this way
I just might pass this way again
The night she is hot, creole girls they sing
My heart, it is pounding, my ears they ring
The spell has been cast down in new orleans again
I just might pass this way again
I just might pass this way again
I just might pass this way
I just might pass this way again
Locked in a room down in new orleans
My blood is a flowin fast
Locked in a room down in new orleans
My blood is a flowin fast
The night she is hot, creole girls they sing
My heart, it is pounding, my ears they ring
The spell has been cast down in new orleans
My blood is a flowin fast
song performed by Doobie Brothers
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Truck Drivin Man
(ronnie vanzant -- ed king)
Well hes truckin on down from memphis
Cruisin down to new orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well theres smoke from the stacks a-blowin
And he dont care where hes goin
The only time he feels right is when hes rollin
Hes got roadmaps in his hand
Lord, drivin just as hard as he can
Trying to dodge them scales and the man
Well Im talkin about
Truck drivin man
Yea hell always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And hes all right by me
Truck drivin man
Truck on
Truck driver
Shift your gears
Hes got ladies up in north dakota
From the keys man, to minnesota
And he loves each and every one, least thats what hes told em
Lord, flannel shirts and blue jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well Im talkin about
Truck drivin man
Yea hell always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And hes all right by me
Truck drivin man
Guitar
Truck driver
Well hes truckin on down from memphis
Cruisin down to new orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well theres smoke from the stacks a-blowin
And he dont care where hes goin
The only time he feels right is when hes rollin
Well Im talkin about
Truck drivin man
Yea hell always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And hes all right by me
Truck drivin man
I said hes all right by me
Truck drivin man
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song performed by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Louisiana Purchase
Louisiana purchase, I'll tell you what it means
It means I'd like to sell you New Orleans
Come on, come on
And you all can go to town way down in New Orleans
Louisiana salesman with nothing in his jeans
That's why I'd like to sell you New Orleans
Come on, come on
And do all the things there are to do in New Orleans
Where does that heat come from?
That rhythmic beat come from?
And that red meat come from?
New Orleans
Louisiana purchase, I told you what it means
So won't you let me sell you New Orleans?
Come on, come on
And you all can go to town way down in New Orleans
song performed by Irving Berlin
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Pascagoula Run
Billy pulled in in a Jaguar
Red convertable sixty-five
Headed home to Mississippi, he'd been around the world
That black sheep uncle of mine
His ship had come in, he was looking to sin
Singing his own song
When he yelled from the drive, my heart came alive
"Jimmy boy come along"
Chorus:
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
Friday night at the Stateline bar
Where the waterfront people dwell
I better watch my step if the floor caves in
I'll go right straight to hell
There were pinball machines and cajun queens
Men with knives and scars
Billy moved 'cross the floor to the real hard core
And said, "Here's where it gets bizarre"
Chorus:
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
Bring that young man over here
We're going to buy that boy a beer
And that ain't all we want to do
Bring your crazy uncle too
Chorus:
It's time to see the world
It's time to kiss a girl
It's time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a Cajun dance
Kid you're gonna see the morning sun
On the Pascagoula run
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song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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The Pascagoula Run
The pascagoula run
By: jimmy buffett, jay oliver
1989
Billy pulled in in a jaguar
Red convertable sixty-five
Headed home to mississippi, hed been around the world
That black sheep uncle of mine
His ship had come in, he was looking to sin
Singing his own song
When he yelled from the drive, my heart came alive
Jimmy boy come along
Chorus:
Its time to see the world
Its time to kiss a girl
Its time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a cajun dance
Kid youre gonna see the morning sun
On the pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
Friday night at the stateline bar
Where the waterfront people dwell
I better watch my step if the floor caves in
Ill go right straight to hell
There were pinball machines and cajun queens
Men with knives and scars
Billy moved cross the floor to the real hard core
And said, heres where it gets bizarre
Chorus:
Its time to see the world
Its time to kiss a girl
Its time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
Time to learn a cajun dance
Kid youre gonna see the morning sun
On the pascagoula run
Pascagoula run
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
What do the ladies say, what do the ladies say
Bring that young man over here
Were going to buy that boy a beer
And that aint all we want to do
Bring your crazy uncle too
Chorus:
Its time to see the world
Its time to kiss a girl
Its time to cross the wild meridian
Grab your bag and take a chance
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song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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House Of The Rising Sun
(first releasetraditional, arranged by bob dylan)
There is a house down in new orleans
They call the risin sun
And its been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh god, Im a-one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, lord
Down in new orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time hes satisfied
Is when hes on a drunk
He fills his glasses up to the brim
And hell pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is ramblin from town to town
Oh tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
But shun that house in new orleans
They call the risin sun
Well, its one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
Im goin back to new orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Im a-goin back to new orleans
My race is almost run
Im goin back to end my life
Down in the risin sun
There is a house in new orleans
They call the risin sun
Its been the ruin of many poor girl
And me, oh god, Im a-one
song performed by Bob Dylan
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House Of The Risin' Sun
There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time when he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk.
He fills his glasses up to the brim and he'll pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town
.
Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun.
Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain.
I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run
I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun.
There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one.
song performed by Bob Dylan
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The Planet Of New Orleans
Standin in the corner
Of toulouse and dauphine
Waitin on marie-ondine
Im tryin to place a tune
Under a louisiana moonbeam
On the planet of new orleans
In a bar they call the saturn
And in her eyes of green
And somethin that she said in a dream
Inside of my suit I got my mojo root
And a true love figurine
For the planet of new orleans
New orleans - the other planet
With other life upon it
And everythin thats shakin in between
If you should ever land upon it
You better know whats on it
The planet of new orleans
Now Im tryin to find my way
Through the rain and the steam
Im lookin straight ahead through the screen
And then I heard her say
Somethin in the limousine
bout taking a ride across the planet of new orleans
If she was an ace
And I was just a jack
And the cards were never seen
We could have been the king and the queen
But she took me back to her courtyard
Where magnolia perfume screams
Behind the gates and the granite
Of the planet of new orleans
song performed by Dire Straits
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Planet Of New Orleans
Standin on the corner
Of toulouse and dauphine
Waitin on marie-ondine
Im tryin to place a tune
Under a louisiana moonbeam
On the planet of new orleans
In a bar they call the saturn
And in her eyes of green
And somethin that she said in a dream
Inside of my suit I got my mojo root
And a true love figurine
For the planet of new orleans
New orleans - the other planet
With other life upon it
And everythin thats shakin in between
If you should ever land upon it
You better know whats on it
The planet of new orleans
Now Im tryin to find my way
Through the rain and the steam
Im lookin straight ahead through the screen
And then I heard her say
Somethin in the limousine
bout takin a ride across the planet of new orleans
If she was an ace
And I was just a jack
And the cards were never seen
We could have been the king and queen
But she took me back to her courtyard
Where magnolia perfume screams
Behind the gates and the granite
Of the planet of new orleans
song performed by Dire Straits
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New Orleans
(mark d. sanders/bob dipiero/steve seskin)
He was twenty-five, she was twenty-eight
He was home grown country, shed just pulled off the interstate
She bought a dr. pepper, ten dollars worth of gas
She was ovbiously lost but too afraid to ask directions
So he offered her a smile and a stick of beech nut gum
He said where you headed to girl, where are you coming from
She said
New orleans but thats another story
New orleans thats another time
Thats another town, thats another life
First she stayed a day then she stayed a week
Couple of months later they were living on his parents street
He worked the station and she worked the store
And then they had a baby and
Then they had one more little jesse
When she dropped the kids off at the mothers day out
All the ladies had their questions
But they knew not to ask about
New orleans but thats another story
New orleans thats another time
Thats another town, thats another life
Wednesday night supper at the first baptist church
Stranger standin in the doorway
As theyre passin out the dessert
He said go on and pack your bags
Cause Im here to take you home
Im goin back to louisiana
And woman I aint gonna go with out you
Theres a few defining moments in every persons life
When you know what youve done wrong
And you know what youve done right
And before the congregation and her husband and her kids
She says, how dare you even speak to me
After everything you did...in
New orleans but thats another story
New orleans thats another time
Thats another town, thats another life
Thats another town, thats another life
song performed by Toby Keith
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Dirty Martini
Two in the morning there's a drink in my hand
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
Nothing moving the place but sweat
I heard a rumour 'bout a Cajun band
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
The bartender says it's early yet
Wait the bartender says it's early yet
Too many olives in too much gin
Steppin' out in the City of Sin
Too much dirty rice and too many beans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Have another, i believe i will
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
And you can stir it with a dirty spoon
There's a perscription i've gotta fill
(Dirt, dirt, dirty Martini)
And the Doctor's gonna be here soon
Jimmy says the Doctor's gonna be here soon
Too many olives in too much gin
Steppin' out in the City of Sin
Too much dirty rice and too many beans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
Gettin' down and dirty down in New Orleans
song performed by Joe Jackson
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The Animal Farm Of Old Oleans Improvisation 10 03 2010
THE ANIMAL FARM OF OLD ORLEANS:
Improvisation 10 03 2010
Pidgin argufy eats inside spirit experience
Feeds sensed love her sentences –one pagan
time -persevering assumed fictional
wisdom -obliged memories
Wrestle electric chemistry phrases,
Beginnings, and omni-conscience faith
Praises at all times -words that parody
Farmhouse porch settings -window and
Port-fire-fly lightning bugs ignite through
Hard glass mirrors reminiscent blues sung
To meet plucked strings,
Blinking stars backbeat wound guitars,
Uplifting family meetings on children’s occasions,
Write, read, cry, or sing for social education
Chant, to the rap end of songs we cry the blues,
Spirits begin the last sensed breath taken in love,
End of lives begin -life’s truths improvised
By heart, Compose love for heirs;
The Mississippi levee fractures her rib -spills
Industrial plant pollution onto parent cemeteries
Cough earth’s blood gush of life forms priced to
Showcase greed and farm hybrids, to the run of
Sea currents, vessels carry gifts of tribute, fear
Winks from light of thunder, the roar of hungry
Lions perambulate -nights' brewing tempest
Flooding Old Orleans;
Homes and streets of organic green sunk into
The bayou -the city awash, a dirge call to grog,
Louie’s jazz elegy lifts from his bog, the dying
Crying of fear -the Orleans levee breaks
The hymen clear: the lures turn aside from
Marauding uncultivated men, day’s quiet veranda
Talk of black mistresses of reminiscent civil men,
Propertied fathers of daughters white to black
Threatened by the parole of quadroon sons,
Vanquished peace, the eternal Spirit of the poor
Expended of spiritual gifts of strength -drowns in
The slow trickle of the spiritual return of French,
African, Cajun animal farm of New Orleans.
poem by Lee B. Mack
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Way Down Yonder In New Orleans
Way down yonder in new orleans
In the land of the dreamy scenes
Theres a garden of eden...you know what I mean
Creole babies with flashin eyes
Softly whisper their tender sighs
Then stop....wont you give your lady fair...a little smile
Stop..ya bet your life youll linger there...a little while
Weve got heaven right here on earth
With those beautiful queens
Way down yonder in new...orleans
(instrumental break)
Youre gonna find heaven right here on earth
With all them beautiful queens
Way down yonder in new or.....
I goin down yonder to new orleans
Its way down yonder in new orleans
song performed by Louis Armstrong
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