Jambalaya Groove

Hear that jazz band sound from the Quarter’s heart Got my old guitar, gonna do my part [Verse 1] Laid back levee, hear the steamboats call Through Spanish moss, I watch the nightfall Beignets and gumbo fuel my moonlit stride Louisiana’s calling, won’t be denied Just call me the Bayou Drifter Got blues in my soul Road stretches wide Gonna take that ride Down to New Orleans Where the river flows, that's where I go Harmonica wailing in the deep night air Steel guitar slides, feeling the flair In the heart of the swamp, under a crescent moon Zydeco rhythms gonna play real soon [Chorus] In the land of the Delta, my blues lay their roots Where the spicy air and muddy waters mix, my heart follows suit Crawfish simmer on a slow, low flame Got my feet tapping to that jambalaya beat [Verse 2] On the porch swing, with this whiskey in hand Feelin' the groove of the Dixieland band Washboard riffs and a fiddle’s cry In the jazz-filled streets, we laugh and we sigh