My
mama always taught me that good things come from adversity if we put
our faith in the Lord.
We
couldn't see much good in the flood waters when they were
causing us to have to leave home,
But
when the water went down, we found that it had washed a load of rich
black bottom dirt across our land. The following year we had the best
cotton crop we'd ever had.
I
remember hearing:
How
high's the water, mama?
Two
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, papa?
Two
feet high and risin'
We
can make it to the road in a homemade boat
That's
the only thing we got left that'll float
It's
already over all the wheat and the oats,
Two
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, mama?
Three
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, papa?
Three
feet high and risin'
Well,
the hives are gone,
I've
lost my bees
The
chickens are sleepin'
In
the willow trees
Cow's
in water up past her knees,
Three
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, mama?
Four
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, papa?
Four
feet high and risin'
Hey,
come look through the window pane,
The
bus is comin', gonna take us to the train
Looks
like we'll be blessed with a little more rain,
4
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, mama?
Five
feet high and risin'
How
high's the water, papa?
Five
feet high and risin'
Well,
the rails are washed out north of town
We
gotta head for higher ground
We
can't come back till the water comes down,
Five
feet high and risin'
Well,
it's five feet high and risin'
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