[Lestat]
What more could one expect of something new?
A feast of saints and sinners
A home-spun web of bold beginnings
This new world boasts a most collective stew

And so indeed I'll plunge into the stream
Here, no regret no longer lingers
New passions here I'll cling to
In America, I'll reconstruct my dreams

The German and the Irish flock here with hope and family
And melody of language fills the streets
Like myself, therе are the French, who bring thеir old-world common sense
While the Spanish bring their fine nobility

Hear the tribal garb and manners of the free people of color
Seems strange to me when others are enslaved
This New Orleans, this melting pot
Is overflowing with cast-offs
Who've been dragged or freely came across the waves

[Lestat/Ensemble]
And here there's cheer in the streets
As they shout out the windows
Welcome to the New World!
Of the Cajun and the Creole
Welcome to the New World
The preening puffed-up Europeans
Shake loose your pious shackles
For some good old superstition

[Lestat]
Welcome to the New World
Welcome to the New World!

[Ensemble/(Lestat)]
And here there's cheer in the streets (Cheer in the streets)
As they shout out the windows, (Shout out the windows)
Welcome to the New World!
Of the Cajun and the Creole (Cajun and the Creole)

[Ensemble/Lestat]
Welcome to the New World
The preening tuft of Europeans
Shake loose your pious shackles
For some good old superstition

[Lestat]
Welcome to the New World
For a wealth of new beginnings