B.b. King 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

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