THE NINTH WARD
(C. Robertson 2011)

In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
Three thousand people every night
Have no place to lay their heads down
And sleep til morning’s light
In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
The wind is blowin’ the stars are bright
It’s December in New Orleans
It’s a cold and brutal night
We are homeless in New Orleans
We are sleeping on the floor
In a building long forgotten
Just like we are anymore
In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
Eight children crawl inside
A building once destroyed by
Katrina’s crazy ride
In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
There’s a fire burning bright
And the eight souls caught up in it
Never make the morning light
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In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
A tired fireman shakes his head
They were so burned we can’t ID them
All we know is that they’re dead
In the Ninth Ward of New Orleans
Damaged houses everywhere
No electric, no running water
No one knows and no one cares
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