Tupelo - (Live, 1966)

Have you heard about the flood?
 Happened way down
 A little country town, down south somewhere
 A little country town, Tupelo, Mississipi
 Poor people, poor people
 Didn't have nowhere to go
 No place to call their own, oh Lord
 Oh Lord, happened one Friday evening
 One Friday evening
 Dark cloud rose
 Rain, did started raining
 The rain blowed night and day down there
 The people got worried
 They didn't know what to do
 Tell ya everyone
 Wasn't that a mighty time?
 Wasn't that a mighty time, boys?
 Wasn't that a mighty time down there?
 Women are screaming
 Women and children are crying for living
 Who can they turn to now?
 Got no place to call our own
 We ain't got enough
 We ain't got no place to own
 I'll never forget it
 I don't think you will, either
 The great flood, Tupelo
 Wasn't that a mighty time, boys?
 Wasn't that a mighty time down there?
 Wasn't that a mighty time?