Hurricane

Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream

I hear the south wind moan

The bridge is getting lower

The shrimp boats coming home

The old man down in the Quarter

Slowly turns his head

Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and

This is what he said

I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain

Underneath the Louisiana moon

I don't mind the strain of a hurricane

They come around every June

The high black water, a devil's daughter

She's hard, she's cold and she's mean

But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water

To wash away New Orlean

Man came down from Chicago

He gonna set that levee right

He said, it needs to be at least three feet higher

It won't make it through the night

But the old man down in the Quarter

He said don't you listen to that boy

The water be down by the morning

And he'll be back to Illinois

I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain

Underneath the Louisiana moon

I don't mind the strain of a hurricane

They come around every June

The high black water, a devil's daughter

She's hard, she's cold and she's mean

But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water

To wash away New Orlean

Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream

I hear the south wind moan

Bridge is getting lower

The shrimp boats coming home

The old man down in the Quarter

Slowly turns his head

Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and

This is what he said

I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain

Underneath the Louisiana moon

I don't mind the strain of a hurricane

They come around every June

The high black water, a devil's daughter

She's hard, she's cold and she's mean

But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water

To wash away New Orlean

I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain

Underneath the Louisiana moon

I don't mind the strain of a hurricane

They come around every June

The high black water, a devil's daughter

She's hard, she's cold and she's mean

But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water

To wash away New Orlean

Nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water

To wash away New Orlean

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