Tom Waits

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Well I wish I was in New Orleans
I can see it in my dreams
Arm in arm down Bur gun dy
A bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool ones play some
pool and listen to that tenor saxophone
callin me home.
And I can hear the band begin
"When the Saints Go Marchin' In"
By the whiskers on my chin
New Orleans I'll be there
I'll drink you under the table
beer red nose, go for walks
the old haunts what I wants
is red beans and rice
And wear the dress I like so well
Meet me at the old saloon
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon
New Orleans I'll be there
And deal the cards, roll the dice
If it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss
And Claythorn Avenue me and you
Sam Jones and all
And I wish I was in New Orleans
I can see it in my dreams
Arm in arm down Burgundy
A bottle and, my friends and me,
New Orleans I'll be there
Alternative version:
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C C9 F Em7 Ebdim7 ( Ebdim7 = 001212
Well I wish I was in New Orleans
I can see it in my dreams
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Arm in arm down Bur gun dy
A bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool ones play some
pool and listen to that tenor saxophone
callin me home.
And I can hear the band begin
"When the Saints Go Marchin' In"
By the whiskers on my chin
New Orleans I'll be there
I'll drink you under the table
beer red nose, go for walks
the old haunts what I wants
is red beans and rice
And wear the dress I like so well
Meet me at the old saloon
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon
New Orleans I'll be there
And deal the cards, roll the dice
If it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss
And Claythorn Avenue me and you
Sam Jones and all
And I wish I was in New Orleans
I can see it in my dreams
Arm in arm down Burgundy
A bottle and, my friends and me,
New Orleans I'll ... be ... there