Tell me my love,
Where do we go from here?
Tell me my love,
Does your black heart even care?
Ridin' that train,
Then it came to a halt.
Ridin' that train,
Buying the ticket was my fault.
Now I'm at the station,
Should I go left or right?
Northbound or southbound,
I think I'll just take a flight...
Down to New Orleans,
'Cause Bayou Blood is in my veins.
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