New Orleans - Acoustic Rancid

Well, I went south with a case of survival
To amend my heart that's paper thin
You see I felt her words and her images follow
I'm gonna carry my heart to New Orleans
I have no home to go, so I wander awhile
From coast to coast, from sin to sin
From the coldest shores to the warmest islands

I've been around the world, back to New Orleans
Well, she's got a pride like a million lions
She's got a scar on her velvet face
She's got a smile like a newborn child
She's gotta walk, a stoic grace

I never slept that night until my arrival
I romanticized a long embrace
You see I lost my tongue and burned my Bible

But made it back home to New Orleans
Well, she's got a pride like a million lions
She's got a scar on her velvet face
She's got a smile like a newborn child
She's gotta walk a stoic grace

Well, I held my breath and I swam for miles
When all was lost and hell took place
You see it rained all night and the city she flooded