Leon Everette - Hurricane lyrics

Thirty miles out in the Gulf Stream I can hear those south winds moan The bridges are lookin' lower shrimp boats hurryin' home The old man down in the quarter slowly turns to me Took another sip of whiskey then he looked at me and said: Man, I was born in the rain by the Pontchartrain Beneath that Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of a hurricane She come's 'round every June And high black water she's the devil's daughter She's hard and she's cold and she's mean Nobody's taught her that it takes a lot of water To wash away New Orleans A man come down from Chicago gonna set that levee right He said it's got to be three feet high up or it won't make it through the night The old man down in the quarter said don't you listen to that boy The water be down by the mornin' son he'll be on his way back to Illinois Man, I was born in the rain by the Pontchartrain Beneath that Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of a hurricane She come's around every June And high black water she's the devil's daughter She's hard and she's cold and she's mean But we finally taught her that it takes a lot of water To wash away New Orleans