The Flood

I inherited this plot of land when Mama's daddy died

This little surveyed piece of Earth

Is where I've spent my life

Rain water is to corn fields like whiskey is to men

Just have enough to keep you standing

Too much will do you in

These rain clouds settled in

One early Winter night

The grey of Winter dark is choking out all the sunlight

The little sandy river

She's drowning in her tears

And with her she'll take my good dirt

And a hundred head of steer

The rain keeps on a falling

As I cry out to my lord

Won't you spare this land I've broke my heart and backbone for

Well he don't give me an answer as the rain keeps coming down

I'll fight this flood til the bitter end

Or He washes me out

For 40 days, and 40 nights

You hear Noah built the arc

And that he rode upon the tide

Lord, I've got no boat

I've run out of time

Nothing left to live for

And the last of my kind

The rain keeps on a falling

As I cry out to my lord

Won't you spare this land I've broke my heart and backbone for

Well he don't give me an answer as the rain keeps coming down

I'll fight this flood til the bitter end

Or He washes me out

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That muddy water's rising

I can barely see the fence

Lord, it rolls my way like a slow train

Loaded down with death

Son, you can have your share

If she leaves anything behind

Don't bother dragging the river, boys

This note is all you'll find

The rain keeps on a falling

As I cry out to my lord

Won't you spare this land I've broke my heart and backbone for

Well he don't give me an answer as the rain keeps coming down

I'll fight this flood til the bitter end

Or He washes me out