The Big Easy 
... when the thermometer goes 'way up, and the weather is sizzling hot ...
Tell me down in New Orleans. / Whiskey's steamin' just like wine.
We'll take a boat to the land of dreams / Steam down the river, down to New Orleans
We're going back to Dixie / Where the cotton used to grow.
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree / A home for my papa and my mama and me
Let the stormy clouds chase / Everyone from the place

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