So long Rayne, Louisiana Never see me no more Hundred dollars thirty days in the slammer I'd rather hit the road I found I'm goin' crazy Every day here the same I'm bound to go to the city Where nobody knows my name How many days can I walk this road From the levee to the farm Wake up in the morning in the same old place Only the leavin' is left in gone
So long New Orleans Nothing but a waste of time Hot nights down in the quarter Took me my last dime Well I count the waves in the water Just like an old drunk bum Deep down Mississippi river Where's it all come from How many days can you spend in the shadows Hidin' from the sun Waitin' for the night to lay your money On a point that never comes
So long New York City My dreams are dead and gone No heart no damn pity I believe I'm headed home One time before I'm leavin' I'm gonna roll them dice If it comes in I got no worries If I lose I lose my life How many days can I spend in the middle Of the black concrete and cars Been so cruel and care so little Bout a man that's come so far
Compositores: Martin H Muse (Muse Marty), Bruce Ben Robison (Robison Bruce) ECAD: Obra #195248