文本歌词

It rained five days
And the sky has turned black as night
It rained five days
And the sky has turned black as night
And there's trouble taking place
Way down in the lowlands tonight
I woke up this morning
And I couldn't get out of my front door
I woke up this morning
And I couldn't get out of my front door
It was so much trouble
Make a poor man wonder
Where he wanna go
They rowed a little boat
About five miles cross the pond
They rowed a little boat
About five miles cross the pond
I packed up all of my things and threw em in
Boys and the boat rowed along
I climbed up on the high lonely hill
Oh I climbed up on the high oh lonely hill
And I looked down at the house
Baby where I used to live
Backwater blues caused me
To pack my things and go