William Elliott Whitmore - Lee county flood
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[Verse 1]
DThe summer wind is blowing westward
over the field of fresh mowed Ahay
Let's go up to the barn loft
lay back and watch the sparrows plDay
I can see the evening sky
from the holes rusted in the tAin
Let's close our eyes and fall asleep
and listen to the storm roll Din
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof
The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
of an old coal-burning traiDn
DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D
[Verse 2]
DIt ain't rained in weeks
and now it just won't sAtop
All the rivers and the creeks
are getting fuller with every drDop
If the levee holds it's ground
and keeps that water baAck
the Mississippi won't reach my
little tar-paper shaDck
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof
The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
of an old coal-burning traiDn
DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D
[Verse 3]
Well now the sDun shines on the roof
and the moonshine is in the cellar
and what a happy fella I aAm
to finally see the sun now that the rain is done
'cause I've had about all I can stDand
I can't tell where my pond begins
an where my cornfield enAds
The cattle done floated away
'cause the water's up over the feDnce
[Chorus]
ItG sounded like a thousand horses' hooDves
The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roAof
The clGouds were as black as the smoke from the stack
of an old coal-burning traiDn
DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D
DLay back and listen to the sAound of the pourin' raDin A D