30 miles from the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
Bridges getting lower, and shrimp boats coming home
The old man down in the quarters, slowly turns his head
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle, and this is what he said
I was born in the rain, on a Pacha train, underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, it comes around every June
The high black water, the devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold, and she's mean
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans
A man came down from Chicago, he's gonna see if that'll live it right
It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
But the old man down in the quarters, says don't you listen to that boy
The water be down by the morning, he'll be back to Illinois
I was born in the rain, on a Pacha train, underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, it comes around every June
The high black water, the devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold, and she's mean
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans
Mm mm mm mm
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, ahead the Southwind mall
Bridges gettin' lower, them strand boats comin' home
The old man down in the quarters slowly turns his head
Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and misses what he said
I was born in the rain on a Pontchartrain underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane that come around every June
The high black water, devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold and she's mean
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans
I was born in the rain on a Pontchartrain underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane that come around every June
The high black water, devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold and she's mean
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans
Yeah, nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans
Oh yeah
*