You know it’s gonna be bad when The Weather Channel has Jim Cantore 90 Miles Away. This morning I’m waiting to watch the biblical-style destruction of my hometown on national television, and an old Randy Newman song keeps running through my head, Louisiana 1927. If you’ve never heard it, it’s a very simple song that tears your heart out if you’re from that part of the world.
The lyrics.
What has happened down here is the wind have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
Rained real hard and rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline
The river rose all day
The river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood
Some people got away alright
The river have busted through clear down to Plaquemines
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne
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Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tyrin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
President Coolidge came down in a railroad train
With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand
The President say, “Little fat man isn’t it a shame what the river has
done
To this poor crackers land.”
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