Weather for the city of New Orleans:
Hurricane's a coming, flood is on its way
Eighty knots of wind and storm a-rising
Pontchartrain's flooding, looks it's gonna rain
All along the southeast coast of sea
the wild winds blowing horribly
destroying houses, cars and boats and planes;
hitting shores of Dixieland
with a force no one can stand
and hitting town of Southern music fame.

CHORUS:
So good morning America, how are you?
Say are you ready, looks it's gonna rain
Looks like havoc in the city of New Orleans
And thousands will be dead till it's sun again

Dealing death to the old folks in the downtown;
the poor are drowning; no one's keeping score
Town in chaos, looks like it's short of supplies
Seawater's flooding streets of river shore
And the sons of poor men poorest
and the sons of hoodlum gangs
raid the homes and shops and stores and malls
Mothers with their babies weep:
"Is Washington now sound asleep?
Where are you now when the bell us tolls?"

CHORUS:
So good morning America, how are you?
Say are you ready, looks it's gonna rain
Looks like havoc in the city of New Orleans
And thousands will be dead till it's sun again

Havoc in the city of New Orleans
gangs and chaos reigning on the streets;
Robbing, looting, hoarding food and supplies
Mississippi's waters creating new Venice
Now all the people in Government,
the top brass and the President
are clueless with this grand calamity:
Compared with wake of tsunami
of Boxing Day at Eastern sea -
Thailand did not fall into anarchy!

CHORUS:
So good morning America, how are you?
Say are you ready, looks it's gonna rain
Looks like havoc in the city of New Orleans
And thousands will be dead till it's sun again