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Changes to lyrics added on 8/3/6
7/21
I've had this song rattling around
inside me since the morning we toured the 9th Ward and Saint Bernard's Parish
with Arlo back in December... Finally found the words...
New Orleans
(John Flynn)
If someday we realize that God still
speaks to us all
In our hearts not just through words that long dead prophets scrawled
Perhaps we’ll add a new book to the holy bible called
New Orleans, New Orleans
As in ancient Egypt when the Exodus
began
when the shacks of pharaoh’s slaves were painted with the blood of lambs
FEMA marked the 9th Ward houses with orange spray paint cans… in
New Orleans, New Orleans
Pass over … Angel of Death
Born on the wings of a hurricane’s breath
Pass over… Pharaoh’s own son
Peered the from the window of Air Force One
Moses cried to Pharaoh, Pharaoh let my people go
Now the poor were left behind as levees overflowed
Both times the waters parted but it happed awful slow …in
New Orleans, New Orleans
Moses led a chosen people cross the Sea of Reeds
Now a broken promise land lies in the mud and bleeds
For lives lost or scattered like a broken string of beads in
New Orleans, New Orleans
Pass under … What man has caused
The sun is like blood as the sky turns to gauze
Past plunder … sowing the breeze
Reaping the whirlwind … down on our knees
For forty years in wilderness the
Israelites did roam
Now like the pyramids another tomb called Super Dome
stands watch for a new Moses crying Bring my people home … to
New Orleans, New Orleans
If someday we realize that God still speaks to us all
In our hearts not just through words that long dead prophets scrawled
We’ll heal this wounded city and make strong the levee walls … in
New Orleans
© 2006 Flying Stone Music
City of New Orleans
Journal
(c) John Flynn, All rights reserved
