Market Place - Etta James, 4

Walkin' to the market place in New Orleans

I saw the cutest little queen

A pair of eyes I couldn’t miss

Lips that were beggin' to be kissed

I went flyin' out in space

When I saw that pretty face

And I found that warm embrace

At the market place, market place

I didn’t even know her name and didn’t care

I was glad I took a walk and saw her there

In my arms she began to dance

That was the start of a big romance

Now that we are married up and settled down

I like to sit and think of ol' New Orleans town

The Mardigras, the happy fun

Thankful for that good love I won