Toulouse Street

I’m walkin’ in shadows I cannot see,
faces, they smile when I fall or flee.
Doors without windows all shuttered tight again.
I just might pass this way again,
I just might pass this way again.
I just might pass this way,
I just might pass this way again.

The night, she is hot, Creole girls, they sing,
my heart, it is pounding, my ears, they ring.
The spell has been cast down in New Orleans again.
I just might pass this way again,
I just might pass this way again,
I just might pass this way,
I just might pass this way again.

Locked in a room down in New Orleans,
my blood is a-flowing fast.
Locked in a room down in New Orleans,
my blood is a-flowing fast.

The night, she is hot, Creole girls, they sing,
my heart, it is pounding, my ears, they ring.
The spell has been cast down in New Orleans again.
I just might pass this way again,
I just might pass this way again.
I just might pass this way,
I just might pass this way again