Lines in the Levee
Trouble come rising, out on the city,
Paranoia on the street
Out in the darkness, footsteps fallin'
Just the watchman on his beat
From the shine of Atlanta to the Ohio River
Hear the cry out on the fray
Ain't we dyin' for this livin', bustin' our backs
All for a brakeman's wage
High horse rider never been no friend
Never been no friend at all
Sooner than later, change gonna find ya
See the cracks along the wall
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
Won't you awake now from your wildwood slumber
Days for the dreaming are done
Turn your eyes on the uncounted number
Burn that fire for the sun
Cast aside them thin dime burdens
No more to carry that curse
Ring it loud as the union bell
Here we are man, do your worst
You better run for shelter, fore you wash away
Fore you wash away with the town
Storms are churning, out on the delta
And the rains they're pouring down
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee (lines in the levee)
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
Paranoia on the street
Out in the darkness, footsteps fallin'
Just the watchman on his beat
From the shine of Atlanta to the Ohio River
Hear the cry out on the fray
Ain't we dyin' for this livin', bustin' our backs
All for a brakeman's wage
High horse rider never been no friend
Never been no friend at all
Sooner than later, change gonna find ya
See the cracks along the wall
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
Won't you awake now from your wildwood slumber
Days for the dreaming are done
Turn your eyes on the uncounted number
Burn that fire for the sun
Cast aside them thin dime burdens
No more to carry that curse
Ring it loud as the union bell
Here we are man, do your worst
You better run for shelter, fore you wash away
Fore you wash away with the town
Storms are churning, out on the delta
And the rains they're pouring down
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
See the lines in the levee (lines in the levee)
What's a poor country boy to do?
See the lines in the levee
Muddy water pushing through
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Wofford Barker
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