I Wish I Was In New Orleans

Intro: = 032013 = 001212 Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams, Arm in arm down Burgundy, A bottle and my friends and me Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool and listen to that tenor saxophone callin me home. And I can hear the band begin "When the Saints Go Marchin' In" By the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans, I'll be there. I'll drink you under the table, beer red nose, go for walks, the old haunts. What I wants is red beans and rice. And wear the dress I like so well, Meet me at the old saloon. Make sure there's a Dixie Moon. New Orleans, I'll be there. And deal the cards, roll the dice. If it ain't that ol' Chuck E. Weiss And Claythorn Avenue, me and you, Sam Jones and all. And I wish I was in New Orleans. I can see it in my dreams, Arm in arm down Burgundy, A bottle and my friends and me, New Orleans, I'll be there. Alternative version: Intro: = 032330 = 001212 Well, I wish I was in New Orleans. I can see it in my dreams, = 032030 Arm in arm down Burgundy A bottle and my friends and me Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some pool and listen to that tenor saxophone callin me home. And I can hear the band begin "When the Saints Go Marchin' In." By the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans, I'll be there. I'll drink you under the table, beer, red nose, go for walks, the old haunts. What I wants is red beans and rice. And wear the dress I like so well. Meet me at the old saloon, Make sure there's a Dixie Moon. New Orleans, I'll be there. And deal the cards, roll the dice. If it ain't that ol' Chuck E. Weiss And Claythorn Avenue, me and you, Sam Jones and all. And I wish I was in New Orleans. I can see it in my dreams. Arm in arm down Burgundy, A bottle and my friends and me, New Orleans I'll be there.