The Last Train Out Of New Orleans
The title says it all I think. This is home demo 2-B
Folk, Folk-Rock, Dylan, Singer-Songwriter, 60's, Revolution, Beatnik, Protest, Acoustic, F*ck, The Real F*cking Deal Man.
Lyrics
This cities got a broken heart,
Nothing doing nowhere,
Yet it seems so peacefull from afar,
Could it be, they're just too far along to see?
Watched the last train pass,
Just an hour ago,
They me asked come,
I said, no no no!
Don't you understand,
I got nowhere to go,
Couse' there just ain't, no place like home,
Crossed back down to Bourbon Street,
Ah! Memories of times and places we'd meet,
Now caried along by the burden of defeat,
And I turned my back,
On last train the last train to leave,
This cities got a broken heart,
Nothing doing nowhere,
Yet it seems so peacefull from afar,
Could it be, they're just too far along to see?
Now the times they've changed,
All I know and see!
But nothing can take,
New Orleans from me!
~Guitar Solo~
This cities got a broken heart,
Nothing doing nowhere,
Yet it seems so peacefull from afar,
Could it be, they're just too far along to see?
They can take me out'a New Orleans
But nothing can take, New Orleans from me!
Ahh!
