The river came up past the magnolia tree
The swore we were three feet above the flood plane
Thank You, Lord, but we don’t need any more rain.
The sun won’t be shining any time soon
The ground swelling up like a water balloon
We got to find us a dry place to stay
Let’s hurry, before we all wash away
God bless our children, god bless this town
God keep the looters from coming around
Bless the hungry, the thirsy
But if it’s all the same
Thank You, Lord, but we don’t need any more rain
Gather the pictures, there isn’t much time
The man from the TV, he ain’t easin’ my mind
Eleven more inches? Is that what he said?
Someone grab the box print of Jesus hanging over the bed
God bless our children, god bless this town
God keep the looters from coming around
Bless the hungry, the thirsy
But if it’s all the same
Thank You, Lord, but we don’t need any more rain
There’s a chair in the treetops, a stove in the field
This time it was rough, I don’t think we’ll rebuild
I hate to see this old house meet its end
Sometimes it’s best startin’ over again
God bless our children, god bless this town
God keep the looters from coming around
Bless the hungry, the thirsy
But if it’s all the same
Thank You, Lord, but we don’t need any more rain
God bless our children, god bless this town
God keep the looters from coming around
Bless the hungry, the thirsy
But if it’s all the same
Thank You, Lord, but we don’t need any more rain
“Rhonda’s Prayer”
Dead End Angels
Written by Scott Melott
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Houston, you have a problem.
That’s a different song.
Wow, we could use a little bit of that water over here in Cali…