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​Louisiana Sky

This song is by John Popper and appears on the album The John Popper Project (Feat. DJ Logic) (2003).

Are we supposed to be strong?
Are we supposed to be equal?
All I heard or observed
Are we disposable people?

Louisiana sky, don't hide the sun from me
Don't make it rain on me, don't make it run from me
Some say the city below sea level is vanishing
We lost our homes but we're hungry and we're managing

I can't find my moms, can't locate my kids
I don't know where my dog or my Tabby is
Above clouds, Louisiana loud, ever flowing
You know the rest and the weeds keeps growing

Comes the sun to Louisiana skies
The storm has passed and the bayou cries
Washed away lives and sins
From out and under, it begins

Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings but we take a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on

Nowhere to go, nothing to move
All that remains, a single groove
From Mardi Gras to Congo Square
A pulse to shuffle and it's all still there

Combining history with chicory and hickory sauce
The battle's on between soldiers but the victory's lost
9th Ward, as it was, love of transition and all
After the rains, our position was off

Our tradition scoffed, man making plantations, swamplands
Travel into a hidden world of girls
I can remember love of this Louisiana odyssey
Of mysticism, magicians and magical commodities

Within the normal, we heard that the storm's coming
Mammals and birds let us know that the storm's coming
Move, stop, move 'em off the rooftops, relieve us
Slow molasses, these asses from FEMA

We struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on, rock, rock on

In the early hours, in the morning haze
From the oldest dance to the latest craze
Hold your head up to Louisiana sky
Big Easy children, build your levee high

Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on

Comes the sun to Louisiana skies
The storm has passed and the bayou cries
Washed away lives and sins
From out and under, it begins

We struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, let's rock on

Yo, we struggle underneath Louisiana sky
It's slim pickings, take it with a slice of humble pie
Beneath the yellow sky, our spirit is strong
Louisiana, rock, rock on

9th Ward, rock, rock on
In the 8th Ward, rock, rock on
In the 7th Ward, rock, rock on
Congo Square, rock, rock on

The Warehouse District, rock, rock on
In Algiers, rock, rock on
[Incomprehensible] everybody, rock, rock on
[Incomprehensible] rock, rock on

Written by:

Marcus Bleeker; Kibler Lee Jason; Tad Kinchla; Popper John C; Wilks Marcel A