Stevie Nicks - New Orleans Lyrics
In the city of dreams lies the city's ghost
There's a beginning, there's a middle and an endIn this city we reach out for the middle groundWe throw a great party, so hard to start to mendWe forgive, at least we tryIn the midst of the sea of dreams lies a perfect stormIn the sea of tears lies a city ghostIn the spirit of the morning glowWell, the people hope that their lives will get betterThe people hope that their lives will get betterI wanna get a room in New OrleansI wanna sing in the streets of the French QuarterI wanna dress up, I wanna wear beadsI wanna wear feathers and laceI wanna brush by Ann RiceAnd go on down Bourbon StreetI see a sea of smilesI see a haunted city reaching outI see hope in all their facesBehind the mask of Mardi GrasWhere the good and the righteous walkAnd the wicked as wellI wanna get a room in New OrleansI wanna sing in the streets of the French QuarterI wanna dress up, I wanna wear beadsI wanna wear feathers and laceI wanna brush by the vampiresI wanna dress up, ooh yeahI wanna wear feathers and laceI wanna brush by Ann RiceAnd go down Bourbon StreetGo on down Bourbon StreetWithin these rooms, I go up to my balconyAnd I hang the paintings on the wallAnd I open up my gallery, and I open up my doorsI stare at the city, I stare at my cityI wanna get a room in New OrleansI wanna sing in the streets of the French QuarterI wanna dress up, I wanna wear beadsI wanna wear feathers and laceI wanna brush by the vampiresI wanna get back to New OrleansI wanna sing out in the streets of the French QuarterI wanna dress up, I wanna wear beadsI wanna wear feathers and laceI wanna brush by Ann RiceGo down Bourbon StreetGo down Bourbon StreetGo on down Bourbon StreetGo on down Bourbon StreetGo on down, go on down, go on downGo on down Bourbon StreetIn the city of tears lies the city's ghost