Way down, in New York town
Thinking about the way she loved me
There‘s a hole in my pocket
That‘s about her size
But I think everything
Is gonna be alright
Yes I hope everything
Is gonna be alright
The smiling face, straight in LA
The gifts are found at the bar
But I wish my car
Could drive to her tonight
Then I‘d know everything
Is gonna be alright
Yes then I‘d know
It‘ll be alright
The rain in New Orleans, forgot to end
But the mouths of the people are d
