I lost my mind on Bourbon Street, but in that condition it can’t get far
I must have misplaced the damn thing, in any one of a hundred smokey bars
Seduced by the jazz, women and whiskey
Looks like I led myself astray
I lost my mind on Bourbon Street, but in that condition it can’t get very far anyway
I lost my soul on Broadway, but Nashville will do that to a man
Music Row tried its best to kill country, ‘cause the suits out there, they don’t give a damn
As a million pop star wannabes
They play for tips and their broken plans
I lost my soul on Broadway, but Nashville will do that to a man
I lost my heart on Beale Street, but to tell the truth I just gave it away
Found the mother of rock-and-roll in them sultry midnight blues, Good God looks like I might have to stay
New Orleans might have all the style, Good God knows
Nashville’s trying to keep all the Cash
I lost my heart down on Beale Street, somewhere between the music and the sour mash
I lost my mind on Bourbon Street, but in that condition it can’t get far