Back to New Orleans
Pardon me sir, you've got a dime?
I'm trying to find my way back to New Orleans
Broke down and fallen on hard times,
I need just one kind favor to get back on my feet
Lost my ticket for a Greyhound bus when it left me in the dust and gone away
Man at the station told me boy get lost,
Start pulling your own weight.
I'm walking forty days and night, under the Texas sun,
Won't someone help me please
Pardon me sir, you've got a dime?
I'm trying to find my way back to New Orleans
I did my time in Baton Rouge, Birmingham and Huston too,
But all I've ever seen was weary faces just like mine,
Waiting in endless lines just trying to find a seat.
Lost my ticket for a Greyhound bus when it left me in the dust and gone away
Now all I'm asking, is for you to help their cause,
Because they are going a long way
They're walking forty days and nights, under the Texas sun,
Won't someone help them please
Spare just a dollar or a dime,
They are trying to find their way back to New Orleans.
They're walking forty days and nights,
And only just begun to read our destiny
Still got a long hill left to climb,
Come on let's find our way back to New Orleans.
Come on let's find our way
Come on and find our way,
Come on let's find our way.
Autor(es): KETCH SECOR
