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[Intro] x2
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[Verse]
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Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
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The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
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The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
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Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
[Chorus]
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I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
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I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
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The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
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But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Verse]
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Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right… he says,
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It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
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But the old man down in the Quarter, he said don't you listen to that boy
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The water be down by the mornin', and he'll be back to Illinois
[Chorus]
AmCDAm
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
AmCDE
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
AmCDAm
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
AmGDAm
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Solo]
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[Verse]
AmCDAm
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
AmCDAm
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
AmCDAm
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
AmCDAm
Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
[Chorus]
[A capella]
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
AmCDAm
High black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
AmGDAm
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Chorus]
AmCDAm
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
AmCDE
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
AmCDAm
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
AmGDAm
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
AmGDAm
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Solo]
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