Going Back To New Orleans

(Verse)
I stand before the mirror, cursing that big ol’ fool,
I stand before the mirror, cursing that big ol’ fool.
Will I ever make it or never get out of the blues?

I ain’t got no steady job, have a hard time making ends meet,
I ain’t got no steady job, have a hard time making ends meet.
I don’t know where to turn and I don’t wanna live on the street.

I’m gonna pack my guitar, catch that south bar train
I’m gonna pack my guitar, catch that south bar train.
I can hear Dixie call my name again and again.

(Chorus)
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
My home town where once had in a century.

(Verse)
I’m gonna pack my guitar, catch that south bar train
I’m gonna pack my guitar, catch that south bar train.
I can hear Dixie call my name again and again.

(Chorus)
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
I’m going back to New Orleans,
My home town where once had in a century.