Wild fires are raging;
They're burning across the Florida coast.
Wild fires are raging;
They're burning across the Florida coast.
Lawdy, everywhere you look all you can see is smoke.
Men at the fire station
see them workin' hard both night and day.
Men at the fire station
see them workin' hard both nght and day.
Gonna take a miracle to keep them fires at bay.
There's smoke and cinders flying
persistent fires destroying so much of the land. There's smoke and cinders flying
persistent fires destroying so much of the land. Lawd, we're prayin' for some rain to lend a helping hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This use of vernacular language and the meter of the (can I say this?) Negro spiritual give this a very Southern bluesy feel. If I had a guitar handy I feel I could write some blues to this :)