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[Intro] x2
Am C D Am
[Verse]
Am C D Am
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
Am C D Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
Am C D Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am C D Am
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
[Chorus]
Am C D Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
Am C D E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am C D Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
Am G D Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Verse]
Am C D Am
Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right… he says,
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It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
Am C D Am
But the old man down in the Quarter, he said don't you listen to that boy
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The water be down by the mornin', and he'll be back to Illinois
[Chorus]
Am C D Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
Am C D E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am C D Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
Am G D Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Solo]
Am C D Am Am C D E
Am C D Am Am G D Am
[Verse]
Am C D Am
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
Am C D Am
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
Am C D Am
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
Am C D Am
Takes a drink from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
[Chorus]
[A capella]
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am C D Am
High black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
Am G D Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Chorus]
Am C D Am
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
Am C D E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
Am C D Am
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
Am G D Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
Am G D Am
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
[Solo]
Am C D Am Am C D E
Am C D Am Am G D Am
