I wanna go where Magnolias bloom
And giant Oak Trees rustle tunes
Of old songs sang by ancestors
Sittin’ on a tree-swing tapping on the knee

From dusk ‘till dawn in Frenchmen street

All kinds of colors all kinds of music

I wanna go to the French Quarter
Where Kid Ory and Satchmo are still hot on the playlist
Big Chiefs and tambourins of Mardi Grass Indians

Struttin' down the street in a second line parade

Eat a little Crawfish eat the biggest po’boy

A steaming gumbo before we hit the clubs

The Spotted Cat and the House of Blues

I Can’t let go i’m hooked
Clap along if you feel like clapping
The Big Easy Moves me

I wanna go to Jackson Square
Eat Creole Food and play Guitar
Bubbles blown by a funny looking dude
A spooky kinda moonshine reflecting on the streets

Tarot!!  Divination!! and Voodoo Women

Are part of the street-life part of the scene

The Spotted Cat and ...

I don’t care about the pouring rains

Come what may i’m not ashamed
I don’t mind about wading in the water

No burdens not a thing on my mind

It’s a trip like i got wings
I’m gonna loose track of time
A delicious way of being swamped

Trippin’ on music that’s my thing

I wanna go where Trumpet’s sing
In harmony with the Mississippi River
Hustles and bustles the sound of the living

Swinging like a monkey right behind the Mule

Clarinet take me up to the highest notes  

I hang out for music all around the fairgrounds

The Spotted Cat and ...

I don’t care about hammering rains

Troubles are fading when we walk in the sun

I don’t mind about wading in the water

Go crazy ‘n join me we’ll have a blast
It’s a trip like i got wings
I’m gonna loose track of time
A delicious way of being swamped
Trippin’ on music that’s my thing

The Spotted Cat and the House of Blues

The Big Easy moves me!  Jock-A-Mo Fee-na-né