If it wasn't for the lines
that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her,
next to her tonight
Sweet New Orleans, that's where
my girl
She waits for me
Hair so long and eyes so green
She's the prettiest girl I've
ever seen
Don't you know the ice and
snow
Is sneakin' through this boy's
window
Don't you know how much I
hate to
Be so cold and so alone
I'm comin' home
If it wasn't for the lines
that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her,
next to her tonight
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