Monday, July 14, 2008

Washing away

I just spent a couple of hours looking at satellite pictures of what used to be Terrebonne Parish in Louisiana. I remember... but it's all water now. All the land except narrow strips, all the land I remember south of Houma. It's all water now. The land... it's just gone.

But the music remains. For a while, anyhow.

-- Badtux the Music Penguin

1 comment:

  1. yeah, there's more than land what's gone. damn. it was different when there was always a place to go back to wasn't it?

    woody said the same 'bout another disaster. . .

    When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip
    I wanted some place to call my home
    And so I made the race and I staked me out a place
    And settled down along the Cimarron

    It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)
    My Oklahoma home, it blown away
    Well it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
    My Oklahoma home, it blown away

    Well I planted wheats and oats, got some chickens and some shoats
    Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face
    Got a mule to pull the plow, I got an old red muley cow
    And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place

    Well it blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)
    All the crops that I've planted blown away
    Well you can't grow any grain if you ain't got any rain
    Everything except my mortgage blown away

    Come on!

    Well it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
    I figured I was all set for life
    I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
    Then I went to town to pick me out a wife

    She blowed away (blown away), she blowed away (blown away)
    My Oklahoma woman blown away
    Mr as I bent to kiss her, she was picked up by a twister
    My Oklahoma woman blown away

    Well then I was left alone just listening to the moan
    Of the wind around the corners of my shack
    So I took off down the road, yeah, when the south wind blowed
    I traveled with the wind upon my back

    I blowed away (blown away), I blowed away (blown away)
    Chasin' that dust cloud up ahead
    Well once it looked so green and fair and now it's up in the air
    My Oklahoma farm is over head

    Come on!

    And now I'm always close to home, it don't matter where I roam
    For Oklahoma dust is everywhere
    Makes no difference where I'm walkin', I can hear my chickens squawkin'
    I can hear my wife a-talking in the air

    It blowed away (blown away), it blowed away (blown away)
    Yeah my Oklahoma home is blown away
    But my home Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere
    My Oklahoma home is blown away

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