Backwater Blues

When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night
 When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night
 Then trouble's takin' place
 In the lowlands at night
 I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door
 I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door
 There's been enough trouble
 To make a poor girl wonder where she wants to go
 Then they rowed a little boat about five miles 'cross the pond
 Then they rowed a little boat about five miles 'cross the pond
 I packed all my clothes
 Throwed them in and they rowed me along
 When it thunders and lightnin' and when the wind begins to blow
 When it thunders and lightnin' and the wind begins to blow
 There's thousands of people
 Ain't got no place to go
 Then I went and stood upon some high old lonesome hill
 Then I went and stood upon some high old lonesome hill
 Then looked down on the house
 Where I used to live
 Backwater blues done call me to pack my things and go
 Backwater blues done call me to pack my things and go
 'Cause my house fell down
 And I can't live there no more
 I can't move no more
 I can't move no more
 There ain't no place
 For a poor old girl to go