Year Down In New Orleans

I truly need a year down in New Orleans The hum of a southern drawl that I could understand And should you meet my sweetheart in New Orleans Kindly pa*s my heart into the safety of his hands I remember clover in the fields south of New Orleans And we ran so blindly through the roads of summer cane Now when I'm lonely I send my heart down to New Orleans To chase my memories alone down through my dreams How I miss the clarity I left there in my youth Will there be another heart who can endure my solitude? His roses grow so lovely in New Orleans Their petals do recall the mysteries in his eyes So should you go to that garden in New Orleans Kindly tend a rose beside his heart for me and sigh