in my mind i see you there with your raven eyes and your coal black hair down on tchoupitoulas street on your balcony oh annie come back home to me i came down from mont claire and met the devil there he asked me the way back home got down on all fours i said mine or yours oh annie come back home to me oh i love you can t you see i heard the song you sang and heard your banjo ring a thousand times or more underneath the cellar door of your mamas store oh annie come back home to me oh i love you can t you see the merchant and his son who plays the accordion sown at the french cafe sounded so good tonight i found the morning light annie come back home to me i love you can t you see remember that old chinatown alley making love neath those robe valley trees back when we young and free annie come back home to me i love you can t you see