30 miles from the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moanBridges getting lower, and shrimp boats coming homeThe old man down in the quarters, slowly turns his headTakes a sip from his whiskey bottle, and this is what he saidI was born in the rain, on a Pacha train, underneath the Louisiana moonI don't mind the strain of a hurricane, it comes around every JuneThe high black water, the devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold, and she's meanBut nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New OrleansA man came down from Chicago, he's gonna see if that'll live it rightIt needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the nightBut the old man down in the quarters, says don't you listen to that boyThe water be down by the morning, he'll be back to IllinoisI was born in the rain, on a Pacha train, underneath the Louisiana moonI don't mind the strain of a hurricane, it comes around every JuneThe high black water, the devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold, and she's meanBut nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New OrleansMm mm mm mmThirty miles on the Gulf Stream, ahead the Southwind mallBridges gettin' lower, them strand boats comin' homeThe old man down in the quarters slowly turns his headTakes a drink from his whiskey bottle and misses what he saidI was born in the rain on a Pontchartrain underneath the Louisiana moonI don't mind the strain of a hurricane that come around every JuneThe high black water, devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold and she's meanBut nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New OrleansI was born in the rain on a Pontchartrain underneath the Louisiana moonI don't mind the strain of a hurricane that come around every JuneThe high black water, devil's daughter, she's hot, she's cold and she's meanBut nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New OrleansYeah, nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water to wash away New OrleansOh yeah*