It takes a lot of water

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 here every June. The high black water, the 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.

  • Levon Helm, “Hurricane”
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