Bourbon Street Lyrics

Been flyin’ down them back roads, where the swamp and blacktop meet
Been flyin’ down them back roads, where the swamp and blacktop meet
Ridin’ down to Louisiana, going back on Bourbon Street.

I know it’s been a while now, since I seen that Cajun town
Yeah, it’s sure been a while now, since I seen that Cajun town
I can almost taste the whiskey and smell that gumbo boiling, now.
Ah, here it comes.

(Guitar Solo)

There’s a bar on every corner and pretty women in every club
There’s a bar on every corner and pretty women in every club
They might look a little country, but honey, that’s the kind I love.

Gonna’ pull out that ol’ guitar, bend a couple of strings
Take another shot of whiskey, then I’ll start to sing
Oh, Lord, you can’t help but move your feet
No, there ain’t no kind of music, like the kind on Bourbon Street.
Ah, play it one time, son.

(Guitar Solo)

Got a bottle in my left hand, a cigar on my lip
A switch blade in my pocket and a pistol on my hip
And I’m rollin’ down them back roads where the swamp and black top meet
Ridin’ down to Louisiana, going back on Bourbon Street.

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