"Dark Water in the holy land"

Ghost town on Bourbon Street
Dark clouds in the august heat
I get a bad feeling here
People running like frightened deer
No car, no train, no bus
Whatís to become of us?
Food and water, but we need more
No money for the grocery store

Dark water in the Holy Land
More rain than we can stand
No place left to flee
God save my family

Rain and wind screams all night
Pray to heaven for morning light
Powers on but it wont last
Levee waterís rising fast
Two foot of water, now itís four
Moving up to the second floor
Attic prison break the roof
God loves me but I need proof

Dark water in the Holy Land
More rain than we can stand
No place left to flee
God save my family

Rain goes but water stays
Waiting now for seven days
See choppers miles away
Sun sets, then I pray
God took my kids today
Small voices fade away
Ask why but I donít know
Now its time for me to go

Dark water in the Holy Land
More pain than I can stand
No place left for me
Time to join my family





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