Album : Diamond Cut
Clean Lyric
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Well it was out in California
By the San Diego Sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left its mark on me
Yeah it nearly drove me crazy
'Cause I felt I had no choice
Yeah it seemed that I was only marking time
With all those sailor boys

Louisiana rain is falling at my feet
And I'm noticing a change
As I move down the street
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes
I may never be the same
When I reach Baton Rouge

South Carolina put out its arms for me
Right up until everything went black
Somewhere on a lonely street
And I still can't quite remember
Who helped me to my feet
But thank God for this long neck bottle
The angel's remedy

Louisiana rain is falling just like tears
Running down my face
Washing out the years
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes
I may never be the same
When I reach Baton Rouge

Well I never will get over
This English refugee
Singing to the Juke Box in some
All-Nite Beanery
Yeah he was eating hard rock candy
And chasing it with tea
You should have seem him lick his lips
When he looked up at me

Louisiana rain is falling at my feet
And I'm noticing a change
As I move down the street
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes
I may never be the same
When I reach Baton Rouge
Well it was out in California    By the San Diego Sea    That was when I was taken in    And it left its mark on me    Yeah it nearly drove me crazy    'Cause I felt I had no choice    Yeah it seemed that I was only marking time    With all those sailor boys       Louisiana rain is falling at my feet    And I'm noticing a change    As I move down the street    Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes    I may never be the same    When I reach Baton Rouge       South Carolina put out its arms for me    Right up until everything went black    Somewhere on a lonely street    And I still can't quite remember    Who helped me to my feet    But thank God for this long neck bottle    The angel's remedy       Louisiana rain is falling just like tears    Running down my face    Washing out the years    Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes    I may never be the same    When I reach Baton Rouge       Well I never will get over    This English refugee    Singing to the Juke Box in some    All-Nite Beanery    Yeah he was eating hard rock candy    And chasing it with tea    You should have seem him lick his lips    When he looked up at me       Louisiana rain is falling at my feet    And I'm noticing a change    As I move down the street    Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes    I may never be the same    When I reach Baton Rouge