My daddy said son put your guitar down We gotta build some fence...gotta plow some ground I told my daddy, "try and understand..." "This John Deere tractor don't fit my plan..."
And I hit the road Chasin' down a dream And I need a little help I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Sidetracked up in Illinois I'm not that smart...I'm an innocent boy She called me baby...she called me honey... She called a cab and took away my money
On the road again Somewhere south of Moline And I need a little help You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Don't know why...I gotta go If I don't try I'll never know About e'touffe and Cajun queens I need a little help You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Hocked my watch...bought a burger and fries Tried to pretend it was red beans and rice Midnight in Memphis...hello to Graceland Next stop...Louisiana And I'm on the road Chasin' down a dream
And I need a little help You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
I need a little help You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
I'm just an old poor boy Chasin' down a dream And I need a little help You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Composição: Steve Ripley, Walt Richmond, Tim Dubois