New Orleans with you

Down in New Orleans where the night feels right,
Neon dreams in the soft streetlight,
Bourbon Street calling, music in the air,
But it’s not the city, baby — it’s you standing there.

Magazine Street, just wandering slow,
Window shopping with a Mardi Gras glow,
Laughing in rhythm like a second-line tune,
My heart started dancing that afternoon.

Hand in hand, we’re walking free,
Every step feels like destiny.

Oh Sarah, under Bourbon lights,
Holding your hand on those southern nights,
From Peaches Records spinning our song,
To The Famous Door where you danced all night long.
Supersonic playing loud and sweet,
Our hearts keeping time with the beat,
New Orleans couldn’t ask for more,
When I’m with you on that old dance floor.

Magazine Street got that vintage style,
You turn every sidewalk into a mile
Of memories wrapped in jasmine air,
Sunset shining on your hair.

At Peaches Records flipping through vinyl dreams,
Finding love in between the grooves and seams,
You smile at me when the needle drops,
And the whole wide world just stops.

Hand in hand, like the river flows,
Where it’s going, nobody knows.

Oh Sarah, under Bourbon lights,
Holding your hand on those southern nights,
From Peaches Records spinning our song,
To The Famous Door where you danced all night long.
Supersonic lighting up the stage,
Love like ours could fill every page,
New Orleans couldn’t ask for more,
When I’m with you on that old dance floor.

Trumpets cry and the guitars sing,
But you’re my favorite everything,
Through every streetcar bell that rings,
You’re the rhythm in my wings.

Oh Sarah, let the good times roll,
You’re the music in my soul,
From Bourbon Street to Magazine,
You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.
With Supersonic playing encore,
I’ll love you more than the night before,
In New Orleans forevermore —
Just you and me at The Famous Door.

Romantic, Male Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Moderate (76-108 BPM)