New Orleans
by Jeff Tweedy
From the album: Twilight Override
Duration: 04:36
Lyrics for New Orleans
I'd trade all four limbs For a parade in New Orleans I'd hold her in a gold chair On my shoulders like a queen I'd sway in the four winds Digging a grave we'd all get in I'd trade all four limbs For a parade in New Orleans I'd hold her in a gold chair On my shoulders like a queen I'm afraid of the snake skin And the suede boots walking in