Wind: 8 mph
Written and sung by Liza Mackey and Naomi Koliba, "Irene" performed at Harwood Union High School. This song was primarily written for one of Harwood's Assemblies, and also makes light of the recent damage
A gal was born in North Carolina.
Her grandma was named Katrina.
She grew up quick, she grew up strong,
But she didn't stay home too long,
no she didn't stay home too long.
Her mind went back and forth.
She finally headed north,
She took off running, we didn't think twice,
We thought she might be nice,
Oh we thought she might be nice
Oh Irene, you're really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really mean.
Oh Irene, you put on quite the scene, oh you put on quite the scene.
She came in after dark,
She snuck in through our yards.
My mom said "Hun, you better get the cat."
Irene was coming fast, oh Irene was coming fast.
We woke up in the morn,
Wished Irene had not been born.
Oil spills, the mud and the clay.
Our stairs were a mile away, oh our stairs were a mile away.
But something happened last week,
So lovely I could hardly speak.
So what if tears roll now and then,
The whole town was my friend.
But you didn't take away our dreams.