Rebé Meltner - Isle of Bourbon (1984)

Lyrics (Verse 1) There’s a whisper in the cypress, where the river meets the tide, Old stories rise like smoke beneath a Southern sky. Gold and green the bayou dreams, where time forgets to run, And the sun sets slow on the Isle of Bourbon. (Chorus) Raise a glass to the ghosts and the good times gone, To the heart that broke, and the love that hung on. With every pour, there's a memory burnin’, Down on the Isle, the Isle of Bourbon. (Verse 2) Sweet magnolia on the wind, music in the streets, Laughter tangled in the dark where strangers meet. A woman’s smile, a gambler’s sin, the taste of something true, You lose yourself, or maybe find the real you. (Chorus) Raise a glass to the ghosts and the good times gone, To the heart that broke, and the love that hung on. With every pour, there's a memory burnin’, Down on the Isle, the Isle of Bourbon. (Bridge) Midnight prayers and second chances, Old regrets in smoky glances. The past don’t stay buried long, It sings like a fiddle in a backroom song... (Final Chorus) So raise your glass to the life you chose, To the roads you lost, and the ones you know. One more shot for the fire still burnin’, Down on the Isle, the Isle of Bourbon. (Outro) Where the river bends and the night comes callin’... You’ll always find your soul on the Isle of Bourbon.