Something About New Orleans

"Something About New Orleans"

Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.

What's not to love about the crescent city

When they say where y'at, life is good

From the moment you arrive, you're taken back in time

To stand where Louis Armstrong stood

Jazz funerals, congo square, Treme

Marie Laveau, lake Ponchatrain

Festivals, voodoo and cemeteries

There's just something about New Orleans

But it's the people I love best

They're blessed with a spirit so strong

They've got every right to keep singin' the blues

But they never let it rain on their parade

They can weather a storm, when everything they own

And everyone they love has washed away

It's more than creole, cajun, or zydeco

More than gumbo, jumbalaya or etouffee

There's something about the people of New Orleans

Tough enough to survive a hurricane

They work so hard to make this place the big easy

With so much to do and so much to see

When you get tired, take a streetcar named desire

Or a paddleboat that still runs on steam

The French Quarter and Preservation Hall

Beignets and coffee at Cafe du Monde

The music, the food, and the history

There's just something about New Orleans

But it's the people I love best

They're blessed with a spirit so strong

They've got every right to keep singin' the blues

But they never let it rain on their parade

They can weather a storm, when everything they own

And everyone they love has washed away

It's more than creole, cajun, or zydeco

More than gumbo, jumbalaya or etouffee

There's something about the people of New Orleans

Tough enough to survive a hurricane

When there was no love for NOLA, after Katrina

Left to pick up the pieces on their own

The culture still thrived, the uniqueness never died

People with passion and pride to call it home

Anything goes on Bourbon street

Mardi Gras is quite a sight to see

It's the only place I'd rather be

There's just something about New Orleans

But it's the people I love best

They're blessed with a spirit so strong

They've got every right to keep singin' the blues

But they never let it rain on their parade

They can weather a storm, when everything they own

And everyone they love has washed away

It's more than creole, cajun, or zydeco

More than gumbo, jumbalaya or etouffee

There's something about the people of New Orleans

Tough enough to survive a hurricane