Five Minutes From America

i got 2 little kids

in a broke down car

on the side of the road

in view of the Texaco star

i spent all on my money

on water and food

got willie on the radio

singing those

country blues

well i had a good job

down in New Orleans

once i was a citizen

now i'm a refugee

i can't go back

can't move ahead

tried to make a call

but i can't 'cause

my god damned

cellphone's dead

chorus

i'm just

5 minutes from America

i see it very clear

i'm just

5 minutes from America

but you can't get

there from here

i kept up with the jones'

wherever they are

i had some real nice neighbors

had me a big back yard

now i'm watching the world

pass me by

like i'm an immigrant on the move

saw the roof of my house on the tv

sitting in my motel room

back down the road a policeman

smiled then he offered his hand

he said welcome stranger

but you really

can't stay here man

on up ahead

there's some opportunities

you can find'em everywhere

maybe go to Houston,

there's a lot of you there

willie sang blues eyes

crying in the rain

out in luchenbach Texas

they ain't feeling no pain

but in the back of my head

the waves still pound

when the levee broke

the music stopped

and the world was watching

as hell came down