New Orleans Hurricane The blues have never been sadder in New Orleans, The drummer plays harder than he ever has, Because the storm has never hit stronger. The guitar player makes the guitar scream, Because the storm ripped open the land, The bass player plays down deep low, Because the storm ripped open the land, The keyboard player plays in a new intensity, Because the storm left aftermath The trumpet player plays a warning Because the storm was bound to hit The saxophone player holds notes, Because the storm left the question of time, The harmonica player tries to comfort Because the storm stole away home The blues singer cries out loud, Because mother is drowning But let the music still play, Play over the water, Because with music New Orleans Will stay New Orleans
uhhh as much as I want to, I didn't like it, sorry but I did like the overall message alot and the first 2 lines...
too much because poetry is not because it just is great song for the week, i will weep with it "louisiana 1927" randy newman
