Bourbon Street Bob Dylan & The Band

[Verse 1]
I'd like another Bourbon Street
[?] oh so sweet
Hold that down, you better keep it neat
For when it’s over, it was incomplete
Oh, I took it down and said, oh, oh have a seat
But I don't live down on Bourbon Street
No more, no more, no more, no more
No, I don't live on Bourbon Street no more

[Verse 2]
Bourbon Street lordy-town
You better keep it sweet
Put all your loving apples on your feet
But I don’t even mind if you want to scratch your feet
You can bag it down in butter, butter sweet
Now don't [?] on the Bourbon Street

[Verse 3]
Now, Bourbon Street
A happiness will get you
Bourbon Street
The girls they won't forget you down at Bourbon Street
Here they come now
Here they come now
Here they comе now
Here they comе now
Oh them little girls