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