This mournful song was originally released on Zep IV, if I'm not mistaken.
I put it on in the U-Haul yesterday as we brought our first load of stuff from the parish (water, batteries and clothes, mostly) to the Armory. From there it will supposedly make its way down to the Gulf Coast.
We sat and listened to the song, running the TV images of the past few days over in our minds... No one had much to say afterwards.
I guess we'll just keep praying and collecting stuff to send down south.
When the Levee Breaks
If it keeps on rainin', levee's going to break.
If it keeps on rainin', levee's going to break.
When the levee breaks, have no place to stay.
Mean old levee, taught me to weep and moan.
Mean old levee, taught me to weep and moan.
It's got what it takes to make a mountain-man leave his home.
Oh well, oh well, oh well...
Don't it make ya feel bad
when you're tryin' to find your way home
and ya don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down south and they've no work to do
then ya go north to Chicago.
Cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do ya no good.
Now, cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do ya no good.
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move!
All last night, sat on the levee and moaned.
All last night, sat on the levee and moaned.
Thinkin' 'bout my baby and my happy home...
I'm goin' to Chicago, goin' to Chicago
Sorry, but I can't take you
Goin' down, goin' down, now, goin' down, a-goin' down, now...
