Lyrics

​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?