Lyrics

I met her in an Amtrak station
Heading down for Mardi Gras
We shared a similar destination
After a couple of drinks we started to talk

Laughter filled the train like thunder
Did a little more than hit it off
And as the sun went down over yonder
My mind fixed on keeping it going

If you got the notion baby I got the time
Breaks out your whiskey mama and we’ll do this thing right
We can talk for hours I’ll make you laugh til you bust your seam
On that Crescent line heading straight down to New Orleans

Later on by the phone just a wondering and waiting I sat
All the time in my mind and I’m thinking bout this and that
But it rang and I sang to myself this happy tune
Girl you got me higher than the moon

If you got the notion baby I got the time
Breaks out your whiskey mama and we’ll do this thing right
We can talk for hours I’ll make you laugh til you bust your seam
On that Crescent line heading straight down to New Orleans

If you got the notion baby I got the time
Breaks out your whiskey mama and we’ll do this thing right
We can talk for hours I’ll make you laugh til you bust your seam
On that Crescent line heading straight down to New Orleans

Thinking back on that night with a laugh and a big ol’ smile
And I’m killing it chilling it like the pharaoh on the nile
And I wrote it down to keep things fresh here in my mind
That’s why I’m smiling all the time

If you got the notion baby I got the time
Breaks out your whiskey mama and we’ll do this thing right
We can talk for hours I’ll make you laugh til you bust your seam
On that Crescent line heading straight down to New Orleans
If you got the notion baby I got the time
Breaks out your whiskey mama and we’ll do this thing right
We can talk for hours I’ll make you laugh til you bust your seam
On that Crescent line heading straight down to New Orleans