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Thirty miles out in the Gulf Stream

I can hear those South winds moan

Bridges are lookin lower

Shrimp boats hurrying home

The old man in the quarter slowly turns to me

Took another drink of whiskey

And he looks at me and said

I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain

Beneath the Louisiana moon

Don’t mind the strain of the 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

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

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 morning, son

He’ll be on his way back to Illinois

I was born on the rain of the Ponchatrain

Beneath the Louisiana moon

Don’t mind the strain of the 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

Nobody’s taught her

That it takes a lot of water to wash away New Orleans

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