I've Been To New Orleans In My Dreams
"It makes me want to sing along . . . "
 
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I was raised beside the sea;

My mom and dad would smile at me,

‘Cause I loved to listen to those old songs.

 

Sittin' by the gramophone,

Every evenin' all alone. . . .

The melodies would linger on in my head—in my bed. . . 'til I said:

 

I'VE BEEN TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS.

I was singin' a ragtime tune,

Dancin' under that creole moon,

Back in New Orleans in my dreams—

Yes, I’VE BEEN TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS

 

I would play beside that sea

Where the west wind called to me,

Dreamin 'bout the tales that sailors told me.

 

And I would walk for blocks and blocks

Just to get down to the docks,

Where I’d watch those big white boats go sailin’, sailin’ (away)—

 

. . . TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS.

I was singin' a ragtime tune,

Dancin' under that creole moon,

Back in New Orleans in my dreams—

Yes, I’VE BEEN TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS

         

And when the winter fog rolled in,

I turned my back against the wind,

Shut my eyes and felt the Delta sunshine.

 

But I never really got away,

‘Til the music would start to play,

And I'd go driftin' down the bayou, bayou—(bye, bye, ooh)

 

I'M OFF TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS.

I can hear that ragtime tune,

I can see that creole moon,

I'm back in New Orleans in my dreams—

Yes, I’VE BEEN TO NEW ORLEANS IN MY DREAMS

 

I was there when the saints were marchin’ in.

I saw the Mardi Gras begin . . . .       

Just a Closer Walk With Thee
(Felt like they playin' just for me . . . )

 


 

 





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