Backwater Blues Lyrics

It rained five days, Lord and the clouds turned as dark as night It rained five days, and the clouds turned as dark as night Lord, that was really enough trouble to make a poor man, wonder where in the world to go I got up one mornin', poor me I couldn't get even get out of my door I got up one mornin', poor me I couldn't get even get out of my door Lord, that was really enough trouble to make a poor man, wonder where in the world to go Now they rowed a little boat, just about five miles across the farm Yeah, they rowed a little boat, down about five miles across the farm Lord, I packed up all of my clothes and throwed them in, And I declare they rowed poor old Bill along Then I went and I stood up on a high, high old lonesome hill Yes, I went and I stood up on a high, high old lonesome hill Lord, and all I could do was look down on the house, baby where I used to live Now it thundered and it lightnin'd, Lord and the wind, wind began to blow Now it thundered and it lightnin'd, Lord and the wind, wind began to blow Lord, there was thousands and thousands of poor people, At that time didn't have no place to go