Floating in the lower nine   Waiting for a boat to throw me a line   See my Stella smile   Sitting on the roof eating alligator pie   First day the water rise   Second day the sun is high   Third day Stella cried cause night times dark as a dead man's eye's      Tell me when is help gonna come   Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song?      Morning ride on by thank lord everybody's alright   Don't mean to throw us a second line   The devil left us here to die      Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song?      All the things we know and   Everything we hoped for   All the things we wanted   Everything that was sure   Now there is a scar   Where the old men used to be   The corner store and market   Where Stella used to sing to me      Grace is all I'm asking   When will grace return      Remember how I feel in those days of the summertime   Then Stella smiled   Stella said daddy when you gonna put me in a song?      Tell me lord when help is gonna come   Daddy when you gonna put me in a song?