Song Description

Seeker goes out to coast to find a new / better life; sees ... heads back home to bayou.

Lyrics

Louisiana

I thought I knew what I wanted; at least I could buy a little time
If I headed out west and wondered, up and down that coast I?d find
A little piece of mind and some folks that would treat me kind and make my day.

But everywhere I went I found that people didn?t care about my kind
Maybe I I amused them so but, it just wasn?t what I thought I?d find
I guess I was dreaming much too long; wasting my time

Going back to Louisiana where the cotton grows high and making up your mind takes all day.
There I?m going to find my sweet Joanna, well I let her slip but I?m coming back today to make my claim.

I guess I had to get away to appreciate what?s in front of me
The further I drove from home, the clearer these weary eyes did see
What meant the most to me was all gone; it took me time to see

Now I?m eating my words and mumbling as I cross that Macon line
Yeah and I?m gunna have to hear about it, was it a big old waist of time.
Well please don?t throw no stones, at least I tried.

Going back to Louisiana where the cotton grows high and making up your mind takes all day. There I?m going to find my sweet Joanna, well I let her slip away but I?m coming back today to make my claim.

Going back to Louisiana where the cotton grows high and making up your mind takes all day. There I?m going to find my sweet Joanna, well I let her slip away but I?m coming back today to make my claim.

J. Flynn / M. Dux © 2005 All Rights Reserved