KATRINA by Paul Kennelly February 2010
There’s no messing with this lady , she rolled in from the East
and it is , just as maybe , on your body she may feast
you can’t escape her clutches , she will take away your breath
so , batten down the hatches for her kiss may bring you death
if the parishes are washed away, we’ll sit upon the roof
it’s lookin’ like it’s judgment day , ‘an that’s the honest truth
is it time to leave “ Big Easy “ , you know as New Orleans
the place of all our nightmares, the home of all our dreams
why do we deserve this, above the wind we cry
can’t hold back the tears, but we sure are gonna try
chorus
Katrina and her waves , she’ll put us in our graves
we try to run in vain , from that deadly hurricane
There’s no messing with this lady , she rolled in from the East
and it is , just as maybe , on your body she may feast
you can’t escape her clutches , she will take away your breath
so , batten down the hatches for her kiss may bring you death
if the parishes are washed away, we’ll sit upon the roof
it’s lookin’ like it’s judgment day , ‘an that’s the honest truth
is it time to leave “ Big Easy “ , you know as New Orleans
the place of all our nightmares, the home of all our dreams
why do we deserve this, above the wind we cry
can’t hold back the tears, but we sure are gonna try
chorus
Katrina and her waves , she’ll put us in our graves
we try to run in vain , from that deadly hurricane
