(This is in G, this is a . . . walkin' slappin' daddy, slap it . . . 1, 2, . 1,2,3,4)      (Refrain)---------------   When you get to Louisiana   Would you tell her to hello for me   'Cause she sure can cook   And the bayou sets my poor heart free      Well they goin' down to Houston   Then they play in Louisiana, lordy oh   I wish I with'em, wish I lucky-ana   When you get to Louisiana   Would you tell her to hello for me   ---------------------   Well it's cloudin' up out yonder,   Looks like it's goin' to fry   And I bet you oh, my thunder know,   Just how I feel inside      And when you get to Louisiana   Would you tell her to hello for me   Yeah, fer miles to roll   There's honky-tonks as far as I can see   Miller time!      [Interlude]      (Yeah, Louisiana blues)      If yer goin' in the country   Please save your memories   I gotta stay here in the city now   I'm a lonesome as I can be      Well outside the wind a blowin'   And it's really gonna pull board   And I'm sittin' in the kitchen   While my teardrops hit the floor   When you get to Louisiana   Would you tell her to hello for me         [2nd Interlude]      (repeat refrain)      When you get to Louisiana   Would you tell her to hello for me   Yodal-lay-eh, low down Louisiana blues