[Verse 1] Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream I hear the South wind moan The bridges getting lower, 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 [Chorus] I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain Underneath the Louisiana Moon I dont mind the strain of a hurricane They come around every June The high black water, a devils daughter Shes hard, shes cold, and shes mean But nobody taught her it takes a lot of water To wash away New Orleans [Verse 2] Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right He said, It needs to be at least three feet higher It wont make it through the night But the old man down in the Quarter He said, Dont you listen to that boy The water be down by the morning And hell be back to Illinois [Chorus] I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain Underneath the Louisiana Moon I dont mind the strain of a hurricane They come around every June The high black water, a devils daughter Shes hard, shes cold, and shes mean But nobody taught her it takes a lot of water To wash away New Orleans [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the South wind moan Bridges getting lower, 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 [Chorus] I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain Underneath the Louisiana Moon I dont mind the strain of a hurricane They come around every June The high black water, a devils daughter Shes hard, shes cold, and shes 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
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