I hear the south wind moan
The bridge is getting lower
The shrimp boat's coming home
The old man down in the corner
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle
I was born in the rain on
Underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane
They come around every June
A man came down from Chicago
He gonna set that levee right
at least three feet higher
It won't make it through the night
But the old man down in the corner
He said, don't you listen to that boy
The water'll be down by the morning
And he'll be back to Illinois
I was born in the rain on a
Underneath the Louisiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane
They come around every June
The high black water, devil's daughter
She's hard, she's cold and she's mean
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream,
I hear the south wind moan
The bridge is getting lower,
the shrimp boat's coming home
The old man down in the corner,
Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and
I was born in the rain on
Underneath the Louisiana moon
Don't mind the strain of a hurricane
They come around every June
High black water, devil's daughter
She's hot, she's cold and she's mean
To wash away a New Orleans
I was born in the rain on a
Underneath the Louisiana moon
They come around every June
She's hot, she's cold and she means