Louisiana 1928 J.C.Johnson

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 09 June 2002

My heart is heavy to see a levee,
a field of cane and corn;
I've not forgotten, my land of cotton
down where I was born.
I'm thro' knockin' around,
'cause I'm Dixie bound.

Louisiana, Louisiana,
I've been sad (mighty sad)
Louisiana, Louisiana,
now I'm glad, (oh so glad)
The whistle's blowin', the train is goin',
Here I come, (Here I come)
I'm tired of roamin',
that's why I'm homin'
back to happiness and then some,
Louisiana, no place is gran'er
I declare, (I declare)
No skies are bluer,
no friends are truer anywhere; (anywhere)
Take me to your heart,
give me one more start,
I'se a little child,
jes' been runnin' wild,
Louisiana, Louisiana my own.

Louisiana, Louisiana,
I've been sad (mighty sad)
Louisiana, Louisiana,
now I'm glad, (oh so glad)
The whistle's blowin', the train is goin',
Here I come, (Here I come)
I'm tired of roamin',
that's why I'm homin'
back to happiness and then some,
Louisiana, no place is gran'er
I declare, (I declare)
No skies are bluer,
no friends are truer anywhere; (anywhere)
Take me to your heart,
give me one more start,
I'se a little child,
jes' been runnin' wild,
Louisiana, Louisiana my own.

I'm like a flower torn from the bower,
it wasn't wise to roam;
that's why I'm yearning to be returning
to my home sweet home.
Tho' it's only a shack,
I'm glad to get back.

Louisiana, Louisiana,
I've been sad (mighty sad)
Louisiana, Louisiana,
now I'm glad, (oh so glad)
The whistle's blowin', the train is goin',
Here I come, (Here I come)
I'm tired of roamin',
that's why I'm homin'
back to happiness and then some,
Louisiana, no place is gran'er
I declare, (I declare)
No skies are bluer,
no friends are truer anywhere; (anywhere)
Take me to your heart,
give me one more start,
I'se a little child,
jes' been runnin' wild,
Louisiana, Louisiana my own.

Louisiana, Louisiana,
I've been sad (mighty sad)
Louisiana, Louisiana,
now I'm glad, (oh so glad)
The whistle's blowin', the train is goin',
Here I come, (Here I come)
I'm tired of roamin',
that's why I'm homin'
back to happiness and then some,
Louisiana, no place is gran'er
I declare, (I declare)
No skies are bluer,
no friends are truer anywhere; (anywhere)
Take me to your heart,
give me one more start,
I'se a little child,
jes' been runnin' wild,
Louisiana, Louisiana my own.

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Louisiana 1928
Music by J. C. Johnson
Lyrics by Andy Razaf and Bob Schafer
copyright MCMXXVIII by Al. Piantadosi, New York
and in UK by The Lawrence Wright Music Co., London
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Sunday 09 June 2002 at 21.09
in association with Doug Grierson
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