The Ghost Of New Orleans Lyrics - Craig Herbertson

A street car named Desire 

Lights the lights on the funeral pyre 

Madame Duvall is not retired 

Shes looting Brandos Jeans 

Top hat coat tail 

Call the baron if all else fails 

Deaths head and a banshee wail 

On Mississippi steam 

And is she the girl of your dreams 

That sweet jazz queen 

Pretty miss New Orleans 

You can put her in a bottle for fifty cents 

But dont tell Evangeline 

Shes a ghost of New Orleans 

The Duck girls on the prowl 

Voodoo chil starts to howl 

On Bourbon street a Jazz band growls 

The name of sweet Maxine 

Sin city New Orleans 

Ever fall in love with a burlesque queen 

Ever Banjo Annie as she kissed Jim Beam 

Yall know what I mean 

This aint Sesame Street 

Heres where the lost and lonely meet 

Graveyards drowning at your feet 

Sister Gertrude on a tambourine 

And she sings. 

Hallelujah. 

Hallelujah.