After the Hurricane.
With her eye in the sky ,
She dumped her bad load.
Tore down the bridge,
Ripped up the road.
No exit to freedom,
No incoming relief .
We watched and we waited
In complete disbelief.
Then she cried all her tears
And watched us all pray ;
A'int nothing easy.... in Big Easy today.
She gave us the blues
And then took our soul .
The notes , out of tune ,
Mixed up in Creole.
When Nature took back
What we took from the sea,
And left us to drown
In her reality .
But we'll dry the tears
And the debt , we'll repay.
But nothing is easy .... in Big Easy today .
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