Nobody's Listening

He was choking back the tears
 As he tried to tell his wife
 That the job he'd had for years
 He'd worked hard all his life
 That everything went south
 And he couldn't meet the bills
 And he had to sell the house
 That his daddy built
 And he'd ask how such a thing could be happening
 But he was sure there was nobody listening
 In the Gulf of Mexico
 Near the town of New Orleans
 Where all the tourists go
 In this land of hopes and dreams
 Then there came a killer storm
 A devastating flood
 And the people, they were warned
 That it would turn their streets to mud
 Sure enough, that storm took everything
 And it was like there was nobody listening
 In these days of change and mass communication
 Seems like no one's plugged into the sounds of desperation
 And they say the future's just an extension of the past
 And history has knack of comin' back
 Now the writer takes his pen
 And he tries to find the words
 Though time and time again
 They often go unheard
 And the singer sings his song
 And he tries to impart
 All the troubles goin' on
 Weighin' heavy on his heart
 But what good is the song that he has to sing
 When nobody's listening?
 But I know why he has to try to sing
 'Cause he believes that somebody's listening