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I met a man down in New Orleans
Singing his heart out on Bourbon St
And the passers by, they would sometimes stop
And drop him a coin in his thank you box
So he told them a tale
Of a love he had lost
And after these years heâs still counting the cost
Etched on his face were the bruises and the blows
So he sings his heart out to comfort his soul
My heartâs breaking and I just donât know
Itâs my love sheâs taken and I canât let go
The pain of loss isnât easy to fix
When losing her wasnât part of the mix
Well the longer I listened
Well the more I learned
Of the life heâd led and the bridges heâd burned
Those he had loved had all been and gone
Now all he had left was this melancholy song
My heartâs breaking and I just donât know
Itâs my love sheâs taken and I canât let go
The pain of love isnât easy to fix
When losing her wasnât part of the mix
My heartâs breaking and I just donât know
Itâs my love sheâs taken and I canât let go
The pain of loss isnât easy to fix
When losing her wasnât part of the mix