Из альбома: Damn The Torpedoes
Well, it was out in California by the San Diego Sea,
That was when I was taken in, and it left its mark on me.
Yeah, she nearly drove me crazy with all those china toys,
And I know she really didn't mean a thing to those sailor boys.
Louisiana rain is falling at my feet.
Baby, I'm noticing a change as I move down the street.
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes.
I may never be the same when I reach Baton Rouge.
South Carolina put out its arms for me
Right up until everything went black
Somewhere on lonely street.
And I still can't quite remember,
Who helped me to my feet.
Thank God for a long-neck bottle,
The angels remedy.
Louisiana rain is falling just like tears,
Running down my face, washing out the years.
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes.
I may never be the same when I reach Baton Rouge.
Well, I never will get over this English refugee
Singing to the juke-box in some all-nite beanery.
Yeah, he was eating pills like candy
And chasing them with tea.
You should have seen him lick his lips at old black Molly B.
Louisiana rain is falling at my feet.
Baby, I'm noticing a change as I move down the street.
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes.
I may never be the same when I reach Baton Rouge.
Louisiana rain is falling just like tears,
Running down my face, washing out the years.
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes.
I may never be the same when I reach Baton Rouge.