Crash on the Levee (Down In The Flood) -- by Bob Dylan (cover by Paul).

Bob is protesting the ultimate problem: men and women in harm's way who refuse to evacuate until too late, a greater problem than war or crime or robbery with a fountain pen.  This makes the mamma in Down in the Flood a worse culprit than Zangzinger who killed Hattie Carroll with his cane.



lyrics:



Crash on the levee, mama

Water's gonna overflow

Swamp's gonna rise

No boat's gonna row

Now, you can train on down

To Williams Point

You can bust your feet

You can rock this joint

But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?

You're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow



Now, don't you try an' move me

You're just gonna lose

There's a crash on the levee

And, mama, you've been refused

Well, it's sugar for sugar

And salt for salt

If you go down in the flood

It's gonna be your own fault

Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?

You're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow



Well, that high tide's risin'

Mama, don't you let me down

Pack up your suitcase

Mama, don't you make a sound

Now, it's king for king

Queen for queen

It's gonna be the meanest flood

That anybody's seen

Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?

Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow