Well, I left Natchez early and I don't know why;   had a girl till sunburn and high in the sky.   61 was callin' my name   I was headin' for New Orleans had to make a change.   I'm back Tuesday on Mardi Gras bound;   I need that Creole Queen that I once found.      //solo//      Well, Louisiana women love a fat boy song;   you'll get one, man, you'll never let her go.   Runnin', marryin' and the dog - good town;   I said, the Creole Queen butt chased away your blues.   I'm headin' for New Orleans on Mardi Gras bound;   I got my baby back I'm headin' back to town.