Song Description
Fun song about getting away from it all down in Louisiana (with a silly twist at the end). Cajun fiddle will add a lot to the tune. Country-zydeco flavor.
Song Length |
2:44 |
Genre |
Country - Cajun, Folk - Cajun |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
In High Spirits |
Subject |
Fun, State |
Similar Artists |
Clint Black, Brad Paisley |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
Lately times seem tougher than they used to be
And if things get rougher then it's likely to smother me
And I don't wanna suffer that way
Well maybe a quick getaway is what I need
And I know just the place -
Get to Shreveport; it's time for a short holiday
CHORUS 1:
I need to get back real soon to that Louisiana moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down
Where we swat away the flies and tell each other lies and we spread each other's stories all around
Singin' "Bless my soul!" about the shrimp Creole, I gotta order me some more by the pound
Everybody's dancing to a tune under Louisiana's moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down
VERSE 2:
I've been knocked out on the cold concrete
Tired of cruisin' down a one-way street but at least I'm movin' on
Tryin' to get along the best way that I can
I know a little spot tucked away
called the Crown Cantina where they're open late and the evening scenery will blow you away
while you listen to a Cajun band
CHORUS 2
I need to get back real soon to that Louisiana moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down
The Crown cantina is where ya wanna be the joint's jumpin like fleas on a hound
Don'tcha know I wanna go where the Gulf wind blows and they play the zydeco real loud
Everybody's dancing to a tune under Louisiana's moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down
BRIDGE:
The only cure for the way I feel is a Mississippi Delta swim
And to breathe that Gulf-stream air down in Baton Rouge
But on my way I just may stay in New Orleans for the Martis Gras
Where we sleep all night on the bayou - man, talk about a room with a view!
CHORUS 3
I need to get back real soon to that Louisiana moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down
I remember ol' Bubba just swore he was in love with a girl he met dancin' at The Crown
Bubba knew he had to date her but an alligator ate her So we saw him dancin' later back in town
Everybody's dancing to a tune under Louisiana's moon, Louisiana when the sun goes down