Текст песне : John Denver. City Of New Orleans.

O Deanna, O Deanna
Deanna, sweet Deanna
O Deanna, O Deanna
Deanna

I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

O happy days, O happy days
O happy days

A little carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I [Incomprehensible] in your frock

And I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul

O happy days, O happy days
O happy days, O happy days
O happy days, O happy days

O happy days

When Jesus washed, when Jesus washed
When Jesus washed, when Jesus washed
When Jesus washed, when Jesus washed
He washed my tears away

O happy days, O happy days
O happy days

He taught me how to walk
Everyday, everyday
He taught me how to walk
Everyday, everyday

Happy days, O happy days
O happy days, O Deanna
O happy days, sweet Deanna
O happy days, sweet Deanna

O happy days, O Deanna
O happy days, O Deanna
O happy days, O Deanna