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From somewhere outside I hear the street vendor cry fillet Gumbo
From my window I see him going down the street and he donât know
That she fell right to sleep in the damp tangled sheets so soon
After love in the hot afternoon
Now the bourbon street lady sleeps like a baby in the shadow
She was near to me full of mystery but now I know
That sheâs just a girl and Iâm just a guy in a room
Full of love in the hot afternoon
We got high in the park this morning and we sat without talking
Then we came back here in the heat of the day tired of walking
Where under her breath she hummed to herself a tune
Of love in the hot afternoon
Now the bourbon street lady sleeps like a baby in the shadow
She was near to me full of mystery but now I know
That sheâs just a girl and Iâm just a guy in a room
Full of love in the hot afternoon
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- Back in the Fire/At Last
- Barrooms & Bedrooms: Capital & MCA Years
- Miscellaneous
- Your Money And My Good Looks
- Memories To Burn
- 18 Greatest Hits
- Gene Watson - The Best Songs
- The Best Of The Capitol Years
- Reflections / Should I Come Home
- A Way to Survive
- Love In the Hot Afternoon
- Gene Watson - 16 Super Hits
- Country Superstars Live Vol. 1 (Live)
- Ryman Country Homecoming 3
- Best of the Best - 25 Greatest Hits
- In Other Words
- Greatest Hits
- From My Heart
- The Best of Gene Watson
- Jesus Is All I Need