all right bourbon blues on the street loose and complete under skies all smoky blue green i can t forsake a dixie dead shake so we danced the sidewalk clean my memory is muddy what s this river that i m in new orleans is sinking man and i don t want to swim colonel tom what s wrong what s going on you can t tie yourself up for a deal he said hey north you re south shut your big mouth you gotta do what you feel is real ain t got no picture postcards ain t got no souvenirs my baby she don t know me when i m thinking bout those years pale as a light bulb hanging on a wire sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire picking out the highlights of the scenery saw a little cloud that looked a little like me i had my hands in the river my feet back up on the banks looked up to the lord above and said hey man thanks sometimes i feel so good i got to scream she said gordie baby i know exactly what you mean she said she said i swear to god she said oh no no yeah my memory is muddy what s this river that i m in new orleans is sinking man and i don t want to swim swim1