Pine Island Bayou — текст песни (Gourds)

my poor Uncle Jimmy Turk

he got his house full of water and dirt

in that flood of `94 Pine Island Bayou

came thru his door

In that flood of `94

that devil rain began t`poor it swelled the banks of the Sabine

those waters dark and warm and mean

when that bayou began to crest

my Uncle Jimmy did his best

t`save his family and his home

to this day you can hear him moan