1. |: When it rains five days and the sky turns dark as night, :| there's trouble takin' place in the lowlands at night. 2. |: I woke up this mornin', can't even get out my door. :| There's enough trouble to make a poor girl wonder where she wants to go. 3. |: Backwater blues done caused me to pack my things an' go, :| 'cause my house fell down an' I can't live there no mo'. 4. |: They rowed a little boat about five miles 'cross the pond, :| I packed all my things throwed 'em in, an' they rowed me along. 5. |: When it thunders an' lightnin's an' the wind begins to blow, :| there's thousands of people ain't got no place to go.
