"Man, do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know I'm not wrong, this feeling's gettin' stronger
The longer, I stay away
Miss them moss covered vines, the tall sugar pines
Where mockin' birds used to sing
And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi
Hurryin' into spring
Oh the moonlight on the bayou
A creole tune that fills the air
I dream about Magnolias in bloom
And I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
Since that's where you left your heart
And there's something more, I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans" - written by Eddie Delange & Louis Alter
We had some time to kill before we headed to the airport. So we spent a few hours in the very colorful French Quarter and in beautiful Louis Armstrong Park.
The park's namesake.
These plaques are on the wall at a laundromat. This building once housed a recording studio that helped create the music that became known as rock and roll. If you love music history check out The Cosimo Matassa Story Volumes 1 & 2 at Euclid Records.
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