I did what I did One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans Tonight, a bleeding memory Is tomorrow's guilty vein Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall Screams across the Pontchartrain I'm haunted by headlights And a crescent city

Living in a life that few could understand Sometimes it gets so confusing that I don't know where I am But I always know who I'm with I'm with the band Last night in Memphis Tonight in New Orleans Tomorrow I'll be miles from here Ain't nothing to me,