Backwater Blues

Well, it rained five days
And the sky turned dark that night
Well, it rained five days
And the sky turned dark that night
And trouble taking place
In the lowlands that night

Well, it was thundering, it was lightning
And the wind began to blow
Well, it was thundering, it was lightning
And the wind began to blow
Yes, and blues and trouble
Makes a poor girl wonder where she wants to go

Yes, they rowed a little boat
About five miles across the pond
Yes, they rowed a little boat
About five miles across the pond
Yes, I packed all my clothes
Then they rowed me all alone

Yes, I went and I stood
Up on some high old lonesome hill
Well, I went and I stood
Up on some high old lonesome hill
Then I looked down on that old shack
That old shack where I used to live