Tupelo - (Live, 1966)

Have you heard about the flood?
Happened way down
A little country town, down south somewhere
A little country town, Tupelo, Mississipi

Poor people, poor people
Didn't have nowhere to go
No place to call their own, oh Lord
Oh Lord, happened one Friday evening
One Friday evening
Dark cloud rose
Rain, did started raining
The rain blowed night and day down there
The people got worried
They didn't know what to do
Tell ya everyone

Wasn't that a mighty time?
Wasn't that a mighty time, boys?
Wasn't that a mighty time down there?
Women are screaming
Women and children are crying for living
Who can they turn to now?
Got no place to call our own
We ain't got enough
We ain't got no place to own

I'll never forget it
I don't think you will, either
The great flood, Tupelo
Wasn't that a mighty time, boys?
Wasn't that a mighty time down there?
Wasn't that a mighty time?



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Writer(s): John Lee Hooker
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