Hurricane Sandy Approaches New Hampshire

"Brother Noah,
Brother Noah,
Can I come with you,
On the ark of the Lord,
'Cause it's gettin' very dark,
Gonna rain very hard,
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo,
Tra-la-loo-loo-loo-loo-loo.

No you can't Sir,
No you can't Sir.
No you can't come with me,
On the Ark of the Lord,
Though it's getting very dark,
Gonna rain very hard,
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo,
Tra-la-loo-loo-loo-loo-loo.

Go to Hell then.
Go to Hell then.
You can go to Hell
With your damned old scow,
'Cause it ain't a-gonna rain
Very hard anyhow!
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo,
Tra-la-loo-loo-loo-loo-loo.

Young fellow,
Young fellow,
It's the folly of youth
To deny the truth,
'Cause you know damned well
It's gonna rain like Hell!
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo,
Tra-la-loo-loo-loo-loo-loo."

Song sung to us by our father, Dugald S. McDougall, 1916-2007.  (Author unknown.)