Words and Music by Catesby Jones
Prospect Hill Music   BMI

The Water Came In

Three hundred cubits by fifty wide
A door, a window, three decks inside
A floating refuge from a world of sin
He called the animals two by two
The people all called him names
"That crazy Noah," until it started to rain
And the water came in, and the water came in
High and dry above the raging tide
When the water came in

Below the level of the sea
There's no party on Bourbon Street
Pack up your clarinet the saints are on their knees
By the shores of The Pontchartrain
Into the city of a million dreams
Old Man River's roaring through the breach
And the water came in, and the water came in
You're all on your own, no way to go home
When the water came in

BRIDGE:
Planet of waters, always in motion, rolling down to the sea
Beautiful jewel, our mother ocean, so restless and free

Banda Aceh was worlds away
Paradise with an Asian face
Beautiful beaches and pristine coral reefs
The sudden shift of tectonic plates
Lifted the surface and sealed their fate
A TV audience stared in disbelief
As the water came in, as the water came in
Run for your life, bury your wife
When the water came in
You're all on your own, no way to go home
When the water came in

Words and Music by Catesby Jones
Prospect Hill Music   BMI
www.catesbyjones.com