Floating in the lower nine 

Waiting for a boat to throw me a line 

See my Stella smile 

Sitting on the roof eating alligator pie 

First day the water rise 

Second day the sun is high 

Third day Stella cried cause night times dark as a dead man's eye's 



Tell me when help is gonna come 

Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song? 



Morning ride on by thank lord everybody's alright 

Don't mean to throw us a second line 

The devil broke the levy and left us here to die 



Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song? 



All the things we know and 

Everything we hoped for 

All the things we wanted 

Everything that was sure 

Now there is a scar 

Where the old men used to be 

The corner store and market 

Where Stella used to sing to me 



Grace is all I'm asking 

When will grace return 

Grace is all I'm asking 



Remember how I feel in those days of the summertime 

Then Stella smiled, she said 

Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song? 



Tell me lord when help is gonna come 

Daddy when you gonna put me in a song?