Lee County Flood 歌词

	作词 : Whitmore
	The summer wind is blowing westward
	Over the field of fresh moved hay
	Let's go up to the barn loft
	Lay back and watch the sparrows play
	I can see the evening sky
	From the holes rusted in the tin
	Let's close our eyes and fall asleep
	And listen to the storm roll in
	It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
	The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
	The clouds were as black as the smoke form the stack
	Of an old coal-burning train
	Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
	It ain't rained in weeks and now it just won't stop
	All the rivers and the creeks
	Are getting fuller with every drop
	If the levee holds it's ground
	And keeps that water back
	The Mississippi won't reach my little tar-paper shack
	Well now the sun shines on the roof
	And the moonshine is in the cellar
	And what a happy feller I am
	To finally see the sun
	Now that the rain is done
	'cause I've had about all I can stand
	I can't tell where my pond begins
	An where my cornfield ends
	The cattle done floated away
	'cause the water's up over the fence

	zuo ci : Whitmore
	The summer wind is blowing westward
	Over the field of fresh moved hay
	Let' s go up to the barn loft
	Lay back and watch the sparrows play
	I can see the evening sky
	From the holes rusted in the tin
	Let' s close our eyes and fall asleep
	And listen to the storm roll in
	It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
	The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
	The clouds were as black as the smoke form the stack
	Of an old coalburning train
	Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
	It ain' t rained in weeks and now it just won' t stop
	All the rivers and the creeks
	Are getting fuller with every drop
	If the levee holds it' s ground
	And keeps that water back
	The Mississippi won' t reach my little tarpaper shack
	Well now the sun shines on the roof
	And the moonshine is in the cellar
	And what a happy feller I am
	To finally see the sun
	Now that the rain is done
	' cause I' ve had about all I can stand
	I can' t tell where my pond begins
	An where my cornfield ends
	The cattle done floated away
	' cause the water' s up over the fence

	zuò cí : Whitmore
	The summer wind is blowing westward
	Over the field of fresh moved hay
	Let' s go up to the barn loft
	Lay back and watch the sparrows play
	I can see the evening sky
	From the holes rusted in the tin
	Let' s close our eyes and fall asleep
	And listen to the storm roll in
	It sounded like a thousand horses' hooves
	The sound of the pourin' rain on the old tin roof
	The clouds were as black as the smoke form the stack
	Of an old coalburning train
	Lay back and listen to the sound of the pourin' rain
	It ain' t rained in weeks and now it just won' t stop
	All the rivers and the creeks
	Are getting fuller with every drop
	If the levee holds it' s ground
	And keeps that water back
	The Mississippi won' t reach my little tarpaper shack
	Well now the sun shines on the roof
	And the moonshine is in the cellar
	And what a happy feller I am
	To finally see the sun
	Now that the rain is done
	' cause I' ve had about all I can stand
	I can' t tell where my pond begins
	An where my cornfield ends
	The cattle done floated away
	' cause the water' s up over the fence

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