Too Much Water

Last night we watched the last episode of the second season of Treme.

(You sing along on the yellows.)

THERE WAS TOO MUCH WATER

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

There was too much rain

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

Down the streets it came

There was a city on the bayou

With a brass band and a choir

The people there were Creole Gumbo

They had a streetcar named Desire

And when the storms rolled in from Cuba

They played ‘em on cornet and tuba

But in ’06 Katrina swamped ‘em

Mudded, flooded, stormed and stomped ‘em

And they were singin’

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

There was too much rain

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

Down the streets it came

First the mayor spoke, then the governor spoke

When they were done the levees broke

And there in front of the entire nation

The President went on vacation

Now those who could fled the deluge

In Bogalusa and Baton Rouge

But the Lower Ninth Ward

Forgotten, ignored

They were stranded 

When the hurricane landed

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

There was too much rain

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

Down the streets it came

I close my eyes and the water’s all gone

I close my eyes – we’re back where we belong.

I close my eyes and the water’s all gone 

I close my eyes – we’re back where we belong. 

And standing on the corner

Near the freeway by Claiborne

I see a young man playing a trombone

Got his hat down for donations

He looks Cajun, he looks cholo

But when he takes his solo

His heart is in his horn 

(Trombone Solo)

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

There was too much rain

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

Down the streets it came

Now it wasn’t happy, it wasn’t pretty

But it’s hard to kill the Crescent City

We find ourselves in Texarkana

L.A. New York, Houston, Atlanta

But the muskrat always rambles

As the Saints go Marchin’ in

When the water rolls back to Africa

And our lives begin again:

We will never forget

We will never forget

We will never forget

There was too much rain

Water, water, there was too much water

Water, water, down the streets it came

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

There was too much rain

Water, water

There was too much water

Water, water

Down the streets it came

Words and Music c2012 by DAK
Cat's Whiskers Music