Rudee Down in New Orleans - Blaze Foley

She really was a beauty at the Ches Paris

I smiled at her, she smiled at me

A dancer in the spotlight, dancing down in New Orleans

Cold black hair and ivory eyes

DaVinci prob’ly paint her if he were only alive

A dancer in the spotlight, dancing down in New Orleans

Down to Tipatina’s on a Saturday night

The crawfish people, they dance 'till it’s light

Going to Tipatina’s down in New Orleans

You don’t have to go nowhere on your own two feet

You get driven by the rhythm of the mambo beat

Going to Tipatina’s, going down to Orleans

The bars are always open, just a nickel for the phone

Got a lot of friends who live there, I think I’m goin

Going to see Rudee, Rudee down in New Orleans

I hope that old Saint Peter, when it’s time for me to go

Will let me out of heaven for one last show

I’m going to see Rudee, Rudee down in New Orleans

Mardi Gras

Super Bowl

New Orleans