Alligator pie - live from lucca, italy

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 help is 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 broke the levy and 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 Grace is all I'm asking Remember how I feel in those days of the summertime Then Stella smiled, she said 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?