In Baton Rouge, where the Mississippi flows,
I met a girl, sweet and gentle as a flower,
Her smile lit up the day,
And her laughter was music to my soul.
Her hair was like brown sugar,
And her eyes shone bright like the Louisiana sky,
Her skin was smooth as summer,
And her heart was warm like the southern sun.
She walked with grace and elegance,
Like a queen in her kingdom,
And her voice was melodious and soft,
Like the whisper of the wind in the trees.
In Baton Rouge, where the Mississippi flows,
I met a girl, sweet and gentle as a flower,
And my heart fell in love with her,
Forever and ever.