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The Day the Levee Broke: Part 4

Next day no water supply Child looks up to me with searchin eyes "Daddy I'm thirsty" in a weak voice To a papa I don't have no choice The Good Ol Boy can't hear her voice And now I'm Looting I survived the tragedy Now I got to do right by my family How exactly grateful do you want me to be? Life's force caused my destiny And I'm gonna do right by baby And now I'm fightin Child lost mama, her strength and her home Plans out there made but we're all alone Mama’s not here no more in the Dome This shelter is her resting stone Babies Blanket is her resting stone Baby stoking the resting stone And now we're prayin September 2005 We're doin our best just to survive Please cry baby so I know you’re alive This is changing me deep down inside We're all changing way deep down inside And now I'm angry Takin babies and wives from the man Never thought this could happen in Our Free Land Can't get my head around it to understand Chaos everywhere here for the man Just gotta do the best that I can They say I'm looting Cameraman and the new on TV Filming me taking supplies for baby How exactly grateful do you want me to be? While your watchin me on your TV They call me looter and Refugee Darlin, looter and a Refugee But I'm still prayin Wasted water surrounds little ones I know New Orleans has mightier sons We're takin water, food and some meds Surviving in this homestead My shoulder now is babies’ bed Strong shoulders now for babies bed. And I'm still hopeful Go ahead and call me Refugee A looter, a black man that you see on TV But I'm no Good Ole Boy Judging from a safe place I'm a papa lookin in babies face A widowed papa lookin in babies face. And now I'm prayin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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