I've been to the Big Apple,
and boy that is one hell of a place
no matter I couldn't fit into that space.
Because my heart
still lives in Louisiana
The good Lord knows
Just like that Mississippi River flows
I've lived here in the golden state,
with its movie stars
fast women and fast cars
When I die,
bury me down
in that fertile ground
Talking about up near Shreveport way,
or down in New Orleans,
Baton Rouge would be just fine
Cause then my heart
will still be in Louisiana
and the good Lord knows
how that Mississippi River flows
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