About the Song
Fats Domino, a name synonymous with infectious piano riffs and a smile that could light up a room, wasnāt one for ballads or weepy love songs. His domain was pure, unadulterated joy, delivered through a blend of rhythm and blues and the rollicking energy of New Orleans. And thatās exactly what you get with his 1960 hit, āWalking To New Orleans.ā
āWalking To New Orleansā isnāt just a song, itās a journey. Written by Bobby Charles, the story goes that Charles himself walked all the way to the Big Easy after receiving a playful challenge from Domino. Domino, ever the showman, saw the potential for a hit and added his own signature touches, including a sly reference to his earlier smash, āAināt That a Shame.ā
The song bursts out of the gate with Dominoās hammering piano chords, setting the pace for a foot-tapping good time. His vocals, a mix of playful swagger and soulful sincerity, narrate the tale of a man determined to reach New Orleans, come hell or high water. He mentions the dusty road, the hot Mississippi sun, but his voice never falters, brimming with the anticipation of reaching that musical paradise.
āWalking To New Orleansā is more than just a travelogue. Itās a celebration of the Crescent Cityās music scene, a place where the streets pulse with rhythm and the air vibrates with the infectious energy of jazz, blues, and everything in between. You can practically hear the clinking of glasses in a smoky bar, the wail of a saxophone cutting through the night, and the joyous energy of a second-line parade.
This song is a testament to Dominoās talent for capturing a mood, a feeling. Itās a feel-good anthem that makes you want to throw on your dancing shoes and hit the road, with a destination that promises good times and the irresistible lure of music that moves your soul. āWalking To New Orleansā may not be a ballad, but itās a love song nonetheless ā a love song for the city, for the music, and for the sheer joy of living.
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Lyrics: Walking To New Orleans
This time Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iām gonna need two pair-a shoes
When I get through walkinā these blues
When I get back to New OrleansIāve got my suitcase in my handNow aināt that-a shame?
Iām leavinā here today
Yes, Iām goinā back home to stay
Yes, Iām walkinā to New OrleansYa used to be my honey
āTill you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
Iāll see you by and by
āCause Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iāve got no time for talkinā
Iāve got to keep on walkinā
New Orleans is my home
Thatās the reason why Iām goinā
Yes, Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iām walkinā to New Orleans
Iām walkinā to New Orleans.
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