Hurricane Angel

On the day the levee broke
 The water did rise, The flowers did choke
 I sat in my living room, Lit one last smoke
 Then I watched it all drift away
 Now my credit card's ringing up at thirty percent
 There's a man in India wondering where the money went
 But I can't pay
 So I sat on my roof In Lake Pontchartrain
 Singing woe to my chimney Singing woe to the rain
 A stranger came by I never caught his name
 He said he's rowing to the Rio Grande
 Air Force One a blue streak in the sky
 Mr. President, You can't afford to lie
 Cause I can't afford to pay
 Hurricane Angel I'm lifting my eyes over Baton Rouge
 Lift up your wings let me hear your voice singing
 Can you turn these black skies to blue again?
 I'm laying on the floor of a trailer at night
 with sixteen refugees waiting on daylight
 I can't pay
 I caught a flatbed ford up to Baton Rouge
 with four worn out souls and one corkscrew
 You can drown New Orleans but you can't drown the blues
 so bartender pour away Exxon's having one hell of a year
 three bucks a gallon man they're making it clear that I can't pay.
 Lord, Lord, Lord
 We haven't spoken in many a day
 I got myself in trouble down in the Ninth Ward
 thought I'd send a prayer your way
 On my windowsill's
 A stack of insurance bills
 A man in Delaware says I can't have the pills until I can pay
 Hurricane Angel I'm lifting my eyes over Baton Rouge
 Lift up your wings let me hear your voice singing
 Can you turn these black skies to blue again?
 I'm laying on the floor of a trailer at night
 with sixteen refugees waiting on daylight
 I can't pay
 On the day the levee broke
 The water did rise and the flowers did choke
 I sat in my living room lit one last smoke
 and I watched it all drift away