Paroles de City of new orleans

O deanna, o deanna
Deanna, sweet deanna
O deanna, o deanna
Deanna

I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

O happy days, o happy days
O happy days

A little carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your ku klux furniture
I (incomprehensible) in your frock

And i ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

O happy days, o happy days
O happy days, o happy days
O happy days, o happy days
O happy days

When jesus washed, when jesus washed
When jesus washed, when jesus washed
When jesus washed, when jesus washed
He washed my tears away

O happy days, o happy days
O happy days

He taught me how to walk
Everyday, everyday
He taught me how to walk
Everyday, everyday

Happy days, o happy days
O happy days, o deanna
O happy days, sweet deanna
O happy days, sweet deanna

O happy days, o deanna
O happy days, o deanna
O happy days, o deanna