An acoustic performed by John Smyth. A song about New Orleans and the draw of a cajun beauty. If interested in this song, contact us at littleikepublishing@hotmail.com
indie
rock
songwriter
country
bluegrass
Lyrics
New Orleans was beckoning,with her voodoo charms
As I rolled towards her,down ol' highway 61.
I saw a neon sign10 miles outside of town,
in faded colors it read"welcome to Nowhere Bound"
[ch1]
I stopped that car in it's tracks,
drew a careful breath before I stepped inside,
I was nowhere bound,
no one to care if I came back,
I was nowhere bound.
[v2]
One-eyed Jack, he smiled at me,"boy do you know where you're at?"
.I was dripping nervousness, a greenhorn for the trap.
Then Satan's daughter,with her potions and her touch,
she took my soul,she took my 300 bucks...
[ch2]...
but I saw the promised land,
when that Cajun beauty took me by the hand,
I was nowhere bound,
no one to care if I came back,
I was nowhere bound.
[br]
A circle spell is cast,I can feel the dead hand of the past.
I'm bound to circle 'round and 'round forever,
I'm nowhere bound.
[v3]
Two wives later I still think of her,though the memory has grayed.
Now I'm driving back to New Orleans,to claim the part of me that stayed.
10 miles outside of town,the rain is pouring down,
but that faded neon signis nowhere to be found.
[ch3]
I guess you can never go back,
those memories are mere snapshots of a scene that fades to black
,and I'm nowhere bound,
no one to care about me,
I'm nowwhere bound,
ah, but now at least I'm free,
oh I'm nowhere bound,oh I'm nowhere bound,
I'm nowhere bound.