My heart is heavy to see a levee,
 field of cane and corn
 I've not forgotten my land of cotton
 Down where I was born
 I'm through knocking around
 'Cause I'm Dixie bound

 Louisiana, Louisiana
 I've been sad, mighty sad
 Louisiana, Louisiana
 Now I'm glad, so glad
 The whistle's blowin'
 The train is goin'
 Here [bad word]  here [bad word]  I'm tired of roamin'
 That's why I'm homin'
 Back to happiness, and then some
 Louisiana, no place is grander
 I declare, I declare
 No skies are bluer
 No friends are [bad word]  Anywhere, anywhere
 Take me to your heart
 Give me one more start
 I'm the little child
 Just [bad word]  wild
 Louisiana, Louisiana my own.

 Louisiana, Louisiana
 I've been sad, very sad
 Louisiana, Louisiana
 Now I'm glad, you wanna know 'cause why, well listen
 The whistle's blowin'
 The train is goin'
 And here [bad word]  here [bad word]  I'm so tired of roamin'
 That's why I'm homin'
 Takin' the midnight choo-choo train
 Won't be long till I'm back again
 Louisiana, no place is grander
 I declare, I declare
 No skies are bluer
 No friends are [bad word]  Anywhere, anywhere

 (Short Musical Break)

 Louisiana, Louisiana my own.