[00:00.00] 作词 : Allan Taylor
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Allan Taylor
[00:55.70]call it a journey of memories
[01:01.79]a journey to bring back the time
[01:07.77]through those days of wild abandon
[01:14.36]when a young man was in his prime
[01:20.83]call it a hopeless fantasy
[01:26.93]trying to capture some long lost dreams
[01:33.21]when you fell for the dark eyed creole girl
[01:39.68]who came from new orleans
[01:49.70]take in the latin quarter
[01:55.80]the search for a familiar name
[02:02.15]but paris has changed since you left her
[02:08.37]and nothing much looks the same
[02:14.78]fifi's cafe is now a strip club
[02:20.50]with the arabian dancing queens
[02:27.13]but not one can compare with the creole girl
[02:33.78]who came from new orleans
[02:43.31]perhaps it was too much to wish for
[02:49.65]sometimes it's best to move on
[02:56.06]but just for the sake of memories
[03:01.72]I'll take a drink for the days long gone
[03:08.13]and I went into the cafe chanson
[03:14.35]and watched the world from tobacco stained screens
[03:20.70]and I thought of the dark eyed creole girl
[03:27.04]who came from new orleans
[04:01.62]"bonsoir monsieur" said the waitress
[04:08.15]"and what can I get for you?"
[04:13.93]I said "excuse me for asking this question
[04:20.15]but you remind me of someone I knew"
[04:26.80]she laughed as if I was crazy
[04:32.66]this young girl just out of her teens
[04:39.00]but she looked like the dark eyed creole girl
[04:45.53]who came from new orleans
[04:55.08]I stayed till the bar had emptied
[05:01.25]and we shared a bottle of wine
[05:06.97]I said "I'm just trying to capture a memory
[05:13.25]of love in a different time"
[05:19.15]she said "maybe you think of my mother
[05:25.50]we look so much alike it seems
[05:31.67]she was known as the dark eyed creole girl
[05:38.08]who came from new orleans"
[05:57.17]how I loved the dark eyed creole girl
[06:03.58]who came from new orleans

作词 : Allan Taylor
作曲 : Allan Taylor
call it a journey of memories
a journey to bring back the time
through those days of wild abandon
when a young man was in his prime
call it a hopeless fantasy
trying to capture some long lost dreams
when you fell for the dark eyed creole girl
who came from new orleans
take in the latin quarter
the search for a familiar name
but paris has changed since you left her
and nothing much looks the same
fifi's cafe is now a strip club
with the arabian dancing queens
but not one can compare with the creole girl
who came from new orleans
perhaps it was too much to wish for
sometimes it's best to move on
but just for the sake of memories
I'll take a drink for the days long gone
and I went into the cafe chanson
and watched the world from tobacco stained screens
and I thought of the dark eyed creole girl
who came from new orleans
"bonsoir monsieur" said the waitress
"and what can I get for you?"
I said "excuse me for asking this question
but you remind me of someone I knew"
she laughed as if I was crazy
this young girl just out of her teens
but she looked like the dark eyed creole girl
who came from new orleans
I stayed till the bar had emptied
and we shared a bottle of wine
I said "I'm just trying to capture a memory
of love in a different time"
she said "maybe you think of my mother
we look so much alike it seems
she was known as the dark eyed creole girl
who came from new orleans"
how I loved the dark eyed creole girl
who came from new orleans