Katrina Journal
Gulfport, MS — October 2005

Nick's Wheels

(To the tune of "Ezekiel Saw the Wheel", spiritual)

	Ezekiel saw de wheel,
		Way up in de middle o' de air.
	Ezekiel saw de wheel,
		Way in de middle o' de air.

	Four flat tires on the road,
		Wouldn't carry nary a load.
	Thank the Lord for our friend, Nick,
		Patched 'em up all nice and quick.

	Nick Hill saw the wheel,
		Flattened down to the ground.
	Nick Hill saw the wheel,
		Didn't have no air.

	Heading out on one more task,
		Grabbed our tools, for each a mask.
	Couldn't leave, we had to stay,
		Another flat was in our way.

	Nick Hill saw the wheel,
		Flattened down to the ground.
	Nick Hill saw the wheel,
		Didn't have no air.

These lyrics were written in honor of one of our team members who changed many tires over the course of our weekend together. Chris and Karen sang this as part of the team report one night at Pass Road Baptist Church where the North Carolina Baptist Men Disaster Relief teams were headquartered.

—©Copyright 2005 Christopher B. Harbin

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