Heller High Water
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
Come tomorrow morning I'll be back by my baby's side
Old man's dying in the weeds, got nothing but a can of corn
Old man's dying in the weeds, got nothing but a can of corn
Knowing he's going like that, he's wishing he'd never been born
Young girl's giving our her love, thinking that it's gonna last
Young girl's giving our her love, thinking that it's gonna last
Now she's staring at a child wondering how it all changed so fast
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
There will come a day when I can rest these weary eyes
Well, everybody's leaving town 'cause the hurricane's gonna blow
Everybody's leaving town 'cause the hurricane's gonna blow
They're taking what they can, coming back to what they don't know
And I'm getting out of Dodge; got the Devil at my heel
I'm getting out of Dodge; Jersey Devil's at my heel
I got my eyes on the road; got my hands upon the wheel
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
Today's bad luck's gonna be tomorrow's prize
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
Come tomorrow morning I'll be back by my baby's side
Old man's dying in the weeds, got nothing but a can of corn
Old man's dying in the weeds, got nothing but a can of corn
Knowing he's going like that, he's wishing he'd never been born
Young girl's giving our her love, thinking that it's gonna last
Young girl's giving our her love, thinking that it's gonna last
Now she's staring at a child wondering how it all changed so fast
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
There will come a day when I can rest these weary eyes
Well, everybody's leaving town 'cause the hurricane's gonna blow
Everybody's leaving town 'cause the hurricane's gonna blow
They're taking what they can, coming back to what they don't know
And I'm getting out of Dodge; got the Devil at my heel
I'm getting out of Dodge; Jersey Devil's at my heel
I got my eyes on the road; got my hands upon the wheel
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
If the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
Today's bad luck's gonna be tomorrow's prize
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Writer(s): Michael C. Kelley
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