waiting to be saved
from the flood waters rising
poor man he fell down
drowning in his own home
and his wife she couldn’t save him
nothing she could do
on the town’s west side
what used to be called brown town
and there’s some still do
it’s not for lack of
asking that there’s no work done
on the town’s west side
they done fixed beachside
they done fixed riverside too
don’t nobody see us
nother storm and we’re
gone under it don’t matter
nothing’s gonna change
on the town’s west side
what used to be called brown town
poor folk still drowning