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