Houston Lyrics - Carpenter Mary-chapin

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