Houston

Mama's got her babies

Sleeping in a grocery cart

Daddy's eyes are hazy

Wondering where they are

Waiting for the buses,

Waiting on some Providence

Once we get to Houston,

Maybe it will all make sense

Praying to the Father

And calling for the cavalry

Look at all this water

And somehow not a drop to drink

Now did you ever hear of nightmares

Coming in the light of day

Once we get to Houston

Maybe they'll just wash away

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent City

Le Bon Temps New Orleans,

Never coming back to stay

Never been to Texas,

Hope this bus is on a tear

Never seen the President,

Maybe he will meet us there

And I never knew a promise

That didn't break right in two

Once we get to Houston

Maybe one will come true

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent City

Le Bon Temps New Orleans

Never coming back to you

Last night I dreamed of rain

But golden light was all I saw

I heard my old dog barking,

I went to see the Mardi Gras

And I stood out up on the banks

And looked out over Pontchartrain

I woke up here in Houston,

Didn't even know my name

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent City,

Le Bon Temps New Orleans

Never coming back again

Roll on Mississippi, goodbye Crescent City