‘‘On Bourbon Street’’

On Bourbon Street The clouds shed tears Like wailing horns At a jazz funeral

On Bourbon Street Liquor, love and laughter Flood the ground from Canal to Esplanade

On Bourbon Street Neon rainbows blur Every building On every block

On Bourbon Street Music of every flavor Evaporates into the air Restoring the clouds

On Bourbon Street The voodoo practitioners Prolong the night

On Bourbon Street Time unwinds and everyone stays forever young