Thirty miles
on the Gulf Stream
I hear the
south wind moan
The bridges
getting lower
The shrimp boats
coming home
The old man
down in the Quarter
Slowly turns his head
Takes a sip from his
whiskey bottle
And this is what he said
I was born in the rain
On the Pontchartrain
Underneath the
Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain
Of a hurricane
They come around
every June
The high black water
A devil's daughter
She's hard, she's cold,
and she's mean
But nobody taught her
It takes a lot of water
To wash away
New Orleans
Man came down
from Chicago
He gonna set that
levee right
He said,
"It needs to be at least
three feet higher
"It won't make it
through the night"
But the old man
down in the Quarter
He said "Don't you
listen to that boy
"The water'll be down
by the morning,
And he'll be back
to Illinois"
I was born in the rain
On the Pontchartrain
Underneath the
Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain
Of a hurricane
They come around
every June
The high black water
A devil's daughter
She's hard, she's cold,
and she's mean
But nobody taught her
It takes a lot of water
To wash away
New Orleans
Thirty miles on the
Gulf Stream
I hear the
south wind moan
The bridges
getting lower
The shrimp boats
coming home
The old man down
in the Quarter
Slowly turns his head
Takes a drink from his
whiskey bottle
And this is what he said
I was born in the rain
On the Pontchartrain
Underneath the
Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain
Of a hurricane
They come around
every June
The high black water
A devil's daughter
She's hard, 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 the Pontchartrain
Underneath the
Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain
Of a hurricane
They come around
every June
The high black water
A devil's daughter
She's hard, she's cold,
and she's mean
But nobody taught her
It takes a lot of water
To wash away
New Orleans
Nobody taught her
It takes a lot of water
To wash away
New Orleans,
yeah