|: Delta Queen, honey honey, where you've been? :|
Tell me mister have you seen
The girl they call the Delta Queen - in New Orleans
He said I know the girl you mean
She's singing at the Delta Queen - down seventeen.
And when I saw her there
Silver gaslight on her hair
I didn't mind the smoky room
Or the smell of stale perfume
I only know that she's
A fallen angel on her knees
A woman tired of being alone
The one that I'm now taking home.
She left her home in Baton Rouge
She only had one pair of shoes - what could she lose?
The time had come for her to chose
Between the good life and the blues - what could she lose?