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February 2004

He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles
He used to talk about it
He'd just go on and on
He always said Louisiana
Was where he felt at home

He was born in Nacogdoches
That's in East Texas
Not far from the border
But he liked to tell everybody
He was from Lake Charles

Did an angel whisper in your ear
And hold you close and take away your fear
In those long last moments

We used to drive
Thru Lafayette and Baton Rouge
In a yellow Camino
Listening to Howling Wolf

He liked to stop in Lake Charles
Cause that's the place that he loved
Did you run about as far as you could go
Down the Louisiana highway
Across Lake Ponchatrain

Now your soul is in Lake Charles
No matter what they say

Did an angel whisper in your ear
And hold you close and take away your fear
In those long last moments 

Lake Charles by Lucinda Williams