| He was twenty-five she was twenty-eight | 
| He was homegrown and she’d just pulled off the interstate | 
| She bought a Dr. Pepper ten dollars worth of gas | 
| She was obviously lost but too afraid to ask directions | 
| So he offered her a smile | 
| And a stick of Beech-Nut gum | 
| He said, ''Where you headed to girl | 
| Where you coming from?'' | 
| She said, ''New Orleans but that’s another story | 
| New Orleans, that’s another time | 
| That’s another town, that’s another life.'' | 
| First she stayed a day then she stayed a week | 
| Couple of months later they were living on his parents street | 
| He worked the station and she worked the store | 
| And then they had a baby and then they had one more, little Jesse | 
| When she dropped the kids off at the mothers day out | 
| All the ladies had their questions and knew not to ask about | 
| New Orleans but that’s another story | 
| New Orleans, that’s another time | 
| That’s another town, that’s another life | 
| --- Instrumental --- | 
| Wednesday night supper at the first Baptist Church | 
| Stranger standing in the door way as they’re passing out the dessert | 
| He said, ''Go on pack your bags, I’m here to take you home | 
| I’m going back to Louisiana and woman I ain’t gonna go without you.'' | 
| There’s a few defining moments in every persons life | 
| When you know what you’ve done wrong and you know what you’ve done right | 
| And before the congregation and her husband and her kids | 
| She says, ''How dare you even speak to me after everything you did in.'' | 
| And New Orleans that’s another story | 
| New Orleans, that’s another time | 
| That’s another town, that’s another life | 
| New Orleans that’s another story | 
| New Orleans, that’s another time | 
| That’s another town, that’s another life… |