Levon Helm - Hurricane lyrics

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Levon Helm - Hurricane lyrics

Thirty miles out in the Gulf Stream I can hear them South winds moan The bridges are lookin lower Shrimp boats hurrying home The old man down in the quarter slowly turned his head He took another sip of his whiskey bottle And looked at me and he said I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain Underneath the Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of a hurricane That come around every June High black water, 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 levy right It's got to be up about three feet higher 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 morning, son He'll be on his way back to Illinois I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain Underneath the Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of the hurricane That come around every June And high black water, 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 Thirty miles out in the Gulf Stream I can hear them South winds moan The bridges are looking down lower Shrimp boats hurrying home The old man down in the quarter slowly turned his head He took another sip of his whiskey bottle And looked at me and he said I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain Underneath the Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of a hurricane That come around every June High black water, 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 I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain Underneath the Louisiana moon Don't mind the strain of a hurricane That come around every June High black water, 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