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Louisiana’s Calling Me

mickjagger | February 26, 2026

Louisiana’s Calling Me

By Craig Whitley
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[fiddle and accordion Intro]

[restraint]

Zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A rhythm and life I never left behind

[instrumental]

[Verse 1]

I’m forty years gone but it feels like a day

The bayou’s whisper still calls me to stay

Cypress knees glisten on sunny days,

While Spanish moss gently sways

[restrain]

The zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A lively rhythm I never left behind.

[Verse 2]

Crawfish boils on a porch made of pine

Eating moonlit gumbo to a pirogue’s whine,

Riverboats rolling through my crooked spine

Dancing with Cajun beauties that once were mine.

[restrain]

The zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A lively rhythm I never left behind.

[Chorus]

Louisiana’s calling me, her voice so sweet,

Zydeco rhythms move my wandering feet.

She warms my soul to its very core,

I feel her love, and I want more.

[accordion and fiddle instrumental]

[Verse 3]

Creole cooking scents the air,

Tony’s seasoning is everywhere

Mardi Gras, Beignets and Zydeco

Echo in my heart wherever I go

[restrain]

The zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A lively rhythm I never left behind.

[Verse 4]

Magnolia blooms and a warm Cajun breeze

Fireflies dancing in twilight’s tease

Waterskiing between Cypress knees

I envision it all from overseas

[restrain]

The zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A lively rhythm I never left behind.

 

[chorus]

Louisiana’s calling me, her voice so sweet,

Zydeco rhythms move my wandering feet.

She warms my soul to its very core,

I feel her love, and I want more.

[instrumental]

[bridge]

Alligator calls through the misty dawn,

Jukebox plays an old Cajun song.

Front-porch fiddles keep the night alive,

In Louisiana’s arms, my soul will thrive.

[restrain]

The zydeco hums in the back of my mind

A lively rhythm I never left behind.

[Chorus]

Louisiana’s calling me, her voice so sweet,

Zydeco rhythms move my wandering feet.

She warms my soul to its very core,

I feel her love, and I want more.

[Outro] [fade out]

She warms my soul to its very core,

I feel her love, and I want more.

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Written by mickjagger




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