Butterflied in Maton Rouge, headin' for the train. Feelin' nearly faded at Marquee's. Bobby found the diesel down, just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans.
Busted flat in baton rouge. Waitin' for a train. But I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged the diesel down. Just before it rained. And wrote a song on the way to New Orleans.