Song Description

About the loss of culture and land because of the disappearing wetlands in south Louisiana

Lyrics

LAND LONG GONE

When I close my eyes, I can almost see,
How the land was when my Father was a boy,
He said it stretched for miles and miles,
As far as the eye could see, before the land became the sea,
Before the land was gone, before the land long gone,

And they?ll be no young Thibodeauxs and no tee Boudreauxs,
Playing on the land where my Father used to play,
Cause all that land gone away, all that land long gone

And when the marsh grass goes the shrimp go too,
And no more redfish for me and you,
It?s a story of the land long gone,
Just a page in the story of the land long gone,

And the Cypress trees are dying,
And if they could cry they be crying,
If they could pray they be down on their knees,
Praying for the way the land used to be,
Before the marsh was cut and salt water moved in,
Before the levees robbed the silt where new life begins,
Before the water cover the tombstones,
Parrin Hebert who was buried there before the land was gone,
Long before the land was gone,

And if we don?t do something soon,
A way of life will wash away, and we?ll curse the very day,
When we had our chance, but we let it slip away,
Yea we have our chance, don?t let it slip away,

And they?ll be no young Thibodeauxs, and no tee Boudreauxs,
Playing on the land where my father used to play,
Cause all that land gone away, all that land long gone,
All that land long gone,