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   Les 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   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   Les 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   I stood 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   Les Bon Temps New Orleans   Never coming back again   Roll on Mississippi, Goodby Crescent City