Clara left town on the Natchez Trail to New Orleans Says shes gonna stay for a couple of days and then drive along the sea But I never heard of anybody Leaving New Orleans early Shining like a Mississippi pearl Hanging on the edge of the world Shining like a Mississippi pearl on the edge of the world Doesnt it make you wanna dance just a little bit later Papers say its a matter of days til you wash away Way across Lake Pontchartrain New Orleans sings it night and day Clara doesnt know I used to call it home there Thinking how I could drive all night and meet her in the morning Close my eyes, hear those horns Calling me home to old New Orleans
orleans, clara, pearl, new, mississippi