New Orleans - Original Song

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So my fingertips are bruised now from all the bar chords, but honestly who’s counting?

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I windowshopped for god in New Orleans
The smoke, the ghosts were never so alive
And when the morning hit the golden chains around strangers’ necks
It lit their chests on fire

I ate forbidden fruit in New Orleans
Though I told myself I didn’t come to dream
I am a gambler through and through
One amateur enough to lose my symmetry

Now, if I keep on walking
I just might make it to the coast
And I bless my imagination
But I never wanna know

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Oh, no, no, what if New Orleans isn’t pretty anymore
Oh, no, no, what if nothing stops my heart the way it did before
Saxs off tune, rusted up moon
Heartsick, old brick criminals
Oh, no, no, what if New Orleans was never beautiful

I picked out a spade in New Orleans
Six feet under, I had no regrets
And I still won’t take it back
But climbing out of graves like that
Takes sophistication that I’m never gonna have

‘Cause if I keep on walking
I just might make it to the coast
Might even meet my expectations
But I never wanna know

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If I keep on walking
If I take another chance in that city of romance
And never ending roots in time
If I keep on walking
If the fruit was never sweet, but just a child’s fantasy
If I have known no paradise
Then I never wanna know

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