Well, I'm out of Alabama, down to Louisiana Halfway 'bout to New Orleans Yeah, I'm leaning on my Chevy Rolling through the levees trying to get to where I wanna be That's where I reckon I can finally put myself at ease Check my life there at the border

Baby, please don't go Well your man down gone Stop being the dog Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so, baby please don't go Well your man down gone down to County Farm He's got the shackles on, baby please don't go Stop being

On a greyhound bus, Lord I'm traveling this morning I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans Been driving these highways, Been doing things my way It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean Now her hair was jet black, And her name was Codene

Sweet Little Sixteen Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis All the Cats wanna dance with In Pittsburgh, P. A. Way down in New Orleans 'Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand Way Down in New Orleans

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they

Baby, please don't go Before I be your dog Turn your lamp down low You know your man down gone You brought me way down here Baby, please don't go Down to New Orleans, you know I love you so I get you way'd out here, and let you walk alone I beg you all

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever