From the recording Before Miss Katrina

"I was in New Orleans a couple of weeks before Katrina hit. I couldn't believe the images on all of the news networks after the hurricane. I sat there at home, full of disbelief and grief. I thought to myself, I was just there, it can't be like that. All of the landmarks and people in this spectacular, historic, and culturally rich American treasure of a city were forever changed. I had brought back some souvenirs from my trip, Spanish moss and Mardi Gras beads, for my cousin's wife who was raised in New Orleans. I stopped by to give her the gifts and talk about my travels. She had a personal story for every landmark that I mentioned. She explained the history of the special places from a local's perspective. As we spoke that evening, I could never have imagined that only weeks later she would be heading back to that same city, back to St. Bernard Parish to find and identify her father's remains. Katrina had sent him home. I wished that I could have turned back time."

Lyrics

Before Miss Katrina
Take me, take me back before the day.
Back down to New Orleans, Louisiana, USA.
Before Miss Katrina had her way.
 
Take me down to the Mississippi River. I wanna take a ride on the Creole Queen.
Take me down to the French Quarter. Grab a mojo bag for me.
Take me down to the Crescent Moon City, take me back.
 
Take me back, wanna take a stroll around Jackson Square
Gypsy woman reading tarot cards totally unaware
Hear the ghost of Marie Leveau whispering, Ya’ll better beware.
 
Take me back, gotta hear the music on Bourbon Street
Drink and ice cold hurricane, give away some Mardi Gras beads
Live life the way the Cajuns say, Laissez les bons temps  Roulé
 
Take me, take me back before the day.
Back down to New Orleans, Louisiana, USA.
Before Miss Katrina had her way.