Lyric Backwater Blues (1948)

It rained five days and the skies turned dark as night.
It rained five days and the skies turned dark as night.
And trouble s takin place way down in the lowlands at night.

I woke up this mornin , and I couldn t get out my door.
I woke up this mornin , and I couldn t get out my door.
It was so much a trouble, make a poor man wonder where he wants to go.

And they rowed a little boat, about five miles cross the pond.
And they rowed a little boat, about five miles cross the pond.
I packed up all of my things and throwed them in, baby, then they rowed me along.

And I climbed upon a high, old, lonesome hill.
Yes, I climbed upon a high, old, lonesome hill.
And looked down on the house, baby, where I used to live.

Then it thundered and it lightenin , and the wind began to blow.
And it thundered and it lightenin , and the wind began to blow.
There was so many poor people, didn t have no place to go.