Louisiana

If we get to Louisiana things will be better

If we get to Louisiana thing will be fine

If we make it down to Lafayette

Drink my fill and cool my jet

If we get to Louisiana things will be fine

I love San Francisco it’s true

I love San Francisco for you

Ocean blowing through

A pastel shade of blue

Through the avenues

I always loved Baton Rouge

Low light dancing to the blues

Two step or three

Whatever I had I was happy to lose

For a while in Baton Rouge

You dream of places where it’s warm

Your body’s been cold since the day that it was born

The rain in the pacific west

Sends you low like all the rest

To dream of places where it’s warm

If we get to Louisiana things will be better

If we get to Louisiana thing will be fine

If we make it down to Lafayette

Drink my fill and cool my jet

If we get to Louisiana things will be better