Joe Bonamassa

High Water Everywhere

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Well, backwater done rose all around
Sumner now, drove me down the line
Backwater done rose at Sumner,
Drove poor Charley down the line
Lord, I'll tell the world the water,
Done crept through this town
Lord, the whole round country,
Lord, river has overflowed
Lord, the whole round country,
Man, is overflowed
You know I can't stay here,
I'll go where it's high, boy
I would goto the hilly country,
But, they got me barred
Now, look-a here now at

River was risin' high
Look-a here boys around Leland tell me,
River was raisin' high
Boy, it's risin' over there, yeah
I'm gonna move to

Fore I leave, goodbye
Look-a here the water now, Lordy,

Broke, rose most everywhere
The water at Greenville and Leland,
Lord, it done rose everywhere
Boy, you can't never stay here
I would go down to

But, they tell me there's water there
Now, the water now, mama,
Done took Charley's town
Well, they tell me the water,
Done took Charley's town
Boy, I'm goin' to

Well, I'm goin' to Vicksburg,
For that high of mine
I am goin' up that water,
Where lands don't never flow
Well, I'm goin' over the hill where,
Water, oh don't ever flow
Boy, hit Sharkey County and everything was down in Stovall
But, that whole county was leavin',
Over that

Boy, went to Tallahatchie and got it over there
Lord, the water done rushed all over,
Down old Jackson road
Lord, the water done raised,
Over the Jackson road
Boy, it starched my clothes
I'm goin' back to the hilly country,
Won't be worried no more
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Backwater at
Backed up all around
Backwater at Blytheville, done took Joiner town
It was fifty families and children come to sink and drown
The water was risin' up at my friend's door
The water was risin' up at my friend's door
The man said to his women folk, "Lord, we'd better go"
The water was risin', got up in my bed
Lord, the water was rollin', got up to my bed
I thought I would take a trip, Lord, out on the big ice sled
Oh, I can hear, Lord, Lord, water upon my door,
You know what I mean, look-a here

I hear the ice, Lord, Lord, was sinkin' down,
I couldn't get no boats there, Marion City gone down
So high the water was risin' our men sinkin' down
Man, the water was risin' at places all around,
Boy, they's all around

It was fifty men and children come to sink and drown
Oh, Lordy, women and grown men drown
Oh, women and children sinkin' down
Lord, have mercy
I couldn't see nobody's home and wasn't no one to be found

Writer/s: Charley Patton

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