I've been making the scenes down here in New Orleans

Baby, old Mardi Gras makes the news

It's hard to believe I'd ever want to leave

And I'm living with the Sin City blues

I'm tired of the town, through hanging around

Too many women to choose

I'm sick up and fed, need to leave, clear my head

I'm living with the Sin City blues

I'm gonna let the soul Sin City go

I'm gonna move up north to Idaho

Maybe settle down for the lane

Make myself a new home in the rain

I'm tired of the sleaze and I'm tired of the tease

Burn out on that Bourbon Street blues

Huh, I love rice and beans and I'm leaving New Orleans

Leaving with the Sin City blues

Well, it's goodbye Louisiann', I've stood all I can

Did that neon lights, did a few

Just having lot of fun, I got leaving to get done

Leaving with the Sin City blues, and I'm gone

I'm leaving with the Sin City blues