Lyrics

Dear Baton Rouge,
I have a favor to ask you
Could you pretend to be the river, the river Jordan?

And let me bathe in the waters beneath your crosses
Give me a chance to toss this old soul
Cause I’m in need of some healing before the week ends
Before I go back home to New Orleans

And Dear Baton Rouge,
I know it’s a long shot
And you may not, you may not, you may not have the mercy to give

I just hope to be forgiven as I will always forgive
That’s a promise I made myself back when
If you could grant me this favor to begin again
I could start this whole thing over in New Orleans

And I will try my best to sleep
And I will try my best to breathe
Do you think you could do this thinking for me?

So Dear Baton Rouge,
That’s my favor I ask you
Could you pretend to be the river Jordan?

And let me bathe in the waters beneath your crosses
Give me a chance to toss this old soul
Cause I’m in need of some healing before the week ends
Before I go back home to New Orleans