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I wrote this song about a man I met in Brooklyn during the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina

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I was born in Louisian', way down in New Orleans
and I've got a little daughter, her name is Norma Jean

When my wife was pregnant, the doctor called, and said I got bad news
Your child will be born with the same disease that your wife and you have too

We were sick, but we were family, I had a job, and a house I owned
Maybe one day, there'll be a cure, when little Norma Jean is grown

Three months later, ole Katrin', ole Katrina came rolling through
We lost the house, our possessions, we lost everything we knew

Traveling, we were traveling, without the medicine to survive
Norma Jean was born, my wife didn't make it, her body got cold, our little girl cried

In the flood, lost everything, don't have no papers, no picture ID
Can't get no job, can't get no welfare, can't get my daughter what she needs

The milk I need, that milk costs money, I ain't got it, but I gotta try
I see my wife softly pleading, each night when I close my eyes

Get the things our little girl needs, go out and beg if you must
I'll meet you soon, she'll keep on living, lay down your body, lay down your trust

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from Sleeping With The Devil, released April 16, 2013

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Jeremy Joyce New Orleans, Louisiana

New Orleans couldn’t offer a more appropriate musical backdrop for Jeremy Joyce, whose genre-defying songs are born out of Jeremy’s macro-level interest in music history and his micro-level interest in what makes songs tick.

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