From the recording Return to Americana

Lyrics

Written by: MARK BRINE
Midday leanin’ up against an iron lamp postIntersection of Bourbon Street and ToulouseTourist passin’ with lotsa green (stuff) down in their walletsBut, me I’m on the wrong side lookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues

Met Miss Rattlesnake Annie back up in (Meridian) MississippiShe tried t’ warn me but it’s just never no useShe said “Son, you’re gonna starve down there in LouisianaY’know them people down there just ain’t heard your kinda newsYou are gonna be stranded on the WRONG SIDE OF THE BOURBON ST. BLUES

Chorus:Think I’ll go down t’ Jackson Square ain’t got nothin more t’ loseSet-up on the sidewalk ‘n sing for spare change ‘cause there’s no doubt about it We’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. BluesYeah, there’s no doubt about it brotherWe’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. Blues

Think I sang about this place once in a very vicarious-type premonitionSaid I was gonna move my shoes, yeah, I ain’t gonna be sticken’ ‘round here no moreI’m gonna out-run them Bourbon St. Blues yeah, I’m gonna move my shoes'N out-run them Bourbon St. Blues ‘cause I ain’t gonna be on the wrong sideLookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues©1995 Dream City Music (BMI)