Fog Over Bourbon Lane

[Verse 1]
Fog rolls in like a slow dance partner,
Streetlights halo the night's soft whisper.
Cobblestones under my steady footsteps,
Muted trumpet calls from a dark corner.
[Chorus]
Fog over Bourbon, jazz in the air,
Echoes of laughter, no one to care.
[Verse 2]
Smoke curls up from the open doors,
Piano keys tinkle, bass strings roar.
Silhouettes sway in the dim light,
Lost in the rhythm, lost in the night.
[Chorus]
Fog over Bourbon, jazz in the air,
Echoes of laughter, no one to care.
[Bridge]
Vintage signs flicker, brushed drums beat low,
Whispers of stories, only they know.
A sip of bourbon, a touch of class,
In this old town, time seems to pass.
[Chorus]
Fog over Bourbon, jazz in the air,
Echoes of laughter, no one to care.