Remembering Aug. 29, 2005; lyric of the day

"Me and my old school pals had some mighty high times down here
And what happened to you poor black folks, well it just ain't fair."
He took a look around, gave a little pep talk, said "I'm with you."
Then he took a little walk.

Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live.

There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levee's gone to hell
Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells
Them who's got got out of town and them who ain't got left to drown.
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live.

Got family scattered from Texas all the way to Baltimore
Yeah and I ain't got no home in this world no more
Gonna be a judgment that's a fact, a righteous train rollin' down this track
Tell me how can a poor man stand such times and live.

-- Bruce Springsteen
"How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live"