Norman Blake sings a great song about Katrina:


ON THE BANKS OF LAKE PONTCHARTRAIN
by Pattie Bryan, Norman Blake

There was a jewel of a city on the banks of Lake Pontchartrain
Till water rushed down upon her from a terrible hurricane.
By the name of a beautiful lady, on the winds of a demon it came,
Flooding that jewel of a city on the banks of Lake Pontchartrain.

Mothers with babies were crying from hunger and thirst—what a shame!—
Trapped by a break in the levees on the banks of Lake Pontchartrain.

Oh, beloved New Orleans, on a swamp without a natural drain,
Between the great Mississippi and the banks of Lake Pontchartrain!
All who could fled the city; the old and the poor remained,
Climbing to attics and rooftops from the flood of Lake Pontchartrain.

All the people are homeless; hundreds of lives they were claimed,
Drowned by a break in the levees on the banks of Lake Pontchartrain.