| words ©2005 Linda Allen, tune: Traditional hymn:”Farther Along” They told us to leave, Lord, before Katrina hit land We had no car, so, we just took a stand But the water kept risin', we were sure help would come For many a soul, it, was too late to run Nobody came, Lord, Nobody came We were cryin'and dyin', and calling your name But ain't it a sin, Lord? Ain't it a shame? The water kept risin', and nobody came The storm it was raging, and it tore up our home Stuck on a roof top, we tried to call on a phone We called for the police, they said they would try Guess they were scared of the looters, they just passed us by To the Convention Center some were taken that day Guards thought there'd be trouble, so they locked them away For three days, no water, no food and no pride Id like to see Bush or Cheney live like they did inside CHORUS In a forgotten rest home, the nurses cried out "The people will die if you don't get them out They all deserve better!" They waited in vain Ain't it a shame, Lord? Nobody came They came for the tourists in their fancy hotels But it seemed like the 9th Ward could just go to hell There's a body on my street, two weeks, in the sun We keep calling and asking, but nobody comes CHORUS There's many an angel who did all they could They're saints and they're heroes, they're brave and they're good But Iraq took our Guard, and, politicians took time Too many folks died, and I say that's a crime. God, You gave us two strong hands, two eyes that can see For helping our neighbors through life's stormy seas We got to hold up each other, its not You that's to blame But the water kept risin' and nobody came CHORUS |