Intro: 
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C   Am7  D7  Dm7  G    
C   C7   F   Em7  Ebdim7       
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Well I wish  I   was  in   New     Orleans 
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I   can   see  it   in my dreams 
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Arm  in   arm down  Bur  gun  dy 
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A bottle  and   my  friends and me 
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Hoist up a few tall  cool ones play some 
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pool and  listen to that tenor saxophone 
G         G7 
callin me home.  
 
 
And I can hear the band begin 
"When the Saints Go Marchin' In" 
By the whiskers on my chin 
New Orleans I'll be there 
 
I'll drink you under the table 
beer red nose, go for walks 
the old haunts what I wants 
is red beans and rice 
 
And wear the dress I like so well 
Meet me at the old saloon 
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon 
New Orleans I'll be there 
 
And deal the cards, roll the dice 
If it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss 
And Claythorn Avenue me and you 
Sam Jones and all 
 
And I wish I was in New Orleans 
I can see it in my dreams 
Arm in arm down Burgundy 
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A bottle and, my friends and me, 
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New Orleans I'll be there 
 
 
Alternative version: 
 
Intro: 
C   C9   F   C               {  C9     = 032330 
C   Am7  D7  Dm7  G    
C   C9   F   Em7  Ebdim7     {  Ebdim7 = 001212 
C   G7   C   G7  
 
       C         C9        F         Cadd9 
Well I wish  I   was  in   New     Orleans 
C         Am7       Dm7       G7 
I   can   see  it   in my dreams 
C         C9        F         Cadd9        Cadd9 = 032030 
Arm  in   arm down  Bur  gun  dy 
C         Am7       Dm7     G7   C   C9 
A bottle  and   my  friends and me 
           F         G7 
Hoist up a few tall  cool ones play some 
C         Am7            D7 
pool and  listen to that tenor saxophone 
G         G7 
callin me home.  
 
 
And I can hear the band begin 
"When the Saints Go Marchin' In" 
By the whiskers on my chin 
New Orleans I'll be there 
 
I'll drink you under the table 
beer red nose, go for walks 
the old haunts what I wants 
is red beans and rice 
 
And wear the dress I like so well 
Meet me at the old saloon 
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon 
New Orleans I'll be there 
 
And deal the cards, roll the dice 
If it ain't that ole Chuck E. Weiss 
And Claythorn Avenue me and you 
Sam Jones and all 
 
And I wish I was in New Orleans 
I can see it in my dreams 
Arm in arm down Burgundy 
   C      F        C         F 
A bottle and, my friends and me, 
    C       Dm7       G      Ab        C 
New Orleans I'll ... be ... there