Vieux Carre — текст песни (Black Oak Arkansas)

I`m down on Bourbon Street again,
down in that quarter of sin,
standin` on a corner where I used to stand,
down by Charlie Weaver, that old hot dog man.
When you`re singin` and a playin` one year seems like ten.

(Chorus)
But I`m down, down, down in Vieux Carre again,
street people never go to Pat`s.
We never zip as hurricanes, no.

I`m down on Bourbon Street again,
I`m back to see all my old friends,
on the corner cuttin` that Dixieland.
King Creole is one who seldom found,
oh and Papa Joe`s is one place that Ive never been.

But I`m down, down, down in Vieux Carre again,
we never sip on Hurricanes, no.

(Repeat 1st verse)

But I`m down, down, down in Vieux Carre again.