Cowboy Mouth
Home
It's hard in St. Bernard, there's tears in AlgiersIf you're calling for New Orleans there's nobody hereSo fix yourself a drink, pack your things and goLast one out, turn off the lights and board up the doors[Chorus]I want to go home, whatever it takesI want to go home when the levee breaksI want to go home, where the streets have holesI want to go home where the good times rollThe Ninth Ward's disappeared, the Treme's overflowedIt's Dante's Inferno, it's the SuperdomeThe inhumanity of this insanity could have been prevented oh so easilyMy heart is heavy, feet everywhere it seemsThis time even Fats ain't walking back to New Orleans[Chorus]The world is gonna pay 'cause we'll be everywhereThere'll be dancing in your streets, music in your airBut when that water starts to fall you won't see us aroundUnless you're buying drinks for us in our home town[Chorus]
From Letras Mania