Bourbon Street Blues

Lyrics

Walkin’ down in the pourin’ rain I got no home got, I got no one to call Yeah my backs up to the wall Walkin’ down the streets of shame People passin’ don’t know my name They don’t know how I feel inside I said my change cup is empty Lord and so is my pride The days they dawn and the nights go by I’m all alone walkin’ outside in the rain Do they feel my pain? Said my feets on the Street of Bourbon In the pourin’ rain A little whiskey in my hand Gonna’ be alright Just pour it down inside A little whiskey in my hand Gonna’ feel alright Till’ the mornin’ comes on my shoulder Please pour a little cup of Bourbon in my hands Just pour it down inside In my hands In my hands Gonna make me feel Just pour a little cup of bourbon in my hands In my hands Lord, inside Nurse won’t you please help me out of this place Won’t you make it time, time In my hands, my hands Gonna feel alright Won’t you please help me tonight Won’t you please help me out of this place Gotta get my feet back to Bourbon, Bourbon Place

Credits

Lyrics Credits: Alan West Brockman

Music Credits: Alan West Brockman

Metadata

Song Length: 5:17

Primary Genre: Blues-Rural

Secondary Genre: -