I come back to New Orleans 'cause it's the only place I been where the air's so thick and sweet it feels like lovin' arms around me. Lazy trees, an ocean breeze, the rainy evenings listenin' To music oozing out of every door. It's like my heaven made to order 'side the border of the quarter lord ain't no place like I ever been before. I used to watch and wonder at the ones who sang the blues and try to find out why they wanna get so low But even though I can't explain it now I join in when they're singin' and when the song is over cry for more, Oh lord! There's something 'bout the way the women walk in New Orleans Maybe it's just me 'cause I'm in love with all I seen there Bedroom by the balcony laughter lifting from the streets - forgetting what my pocketwatch is for It's like my heaven made to order inside the border of the quarter lord there's no place like I ever been before. I used to watch and wonder at the ones who sang the blues and try to find out why they wanna get so low But even though I cant explain it now I join in when they're singin' and when the song is over Cry for more, "Oh lord!" I come back to New Orleans 'cause that's the only place I been where the air's so thick and sweet feels like lovin' arms around me. Lazy trees, an ocean breeze Rainy evenings listenin' To music oozing out of every door. It's like my heaven made to order 'side the border of the quarter Lord ain't no place like I ever been before.