Chuck Scudder

The piney river is overflowing, and the dam can't hold her back The water's starting to rise, now it's time for us to act We started filling cardboard boxes, and mama knelt down to pray "Lord, stop all this rain, please return us to sunny days" I saved a picture of us kids playing tag in the yard Along with a cigar box full of my old baseball cards Baby books 'n marriage papers, a medal from Viet Nam An ole one eyed teddy bear that belonged to my mom Chorus Three straight days it's rained, our hopes are slipping away Dark Clouds paint the heavens which means they're here to stay We're doing everything we can trying to preserve our past If only the Lord heard mama's prayers maybe the rain won't last Despite the rain not letting up we all did the best we could Saving things that are more important that four walls made of wood I rescued my Gene Autry pistol and grandpa's old rocking chair Where he'd entertain us kids while rocking in the evening air We finally managed to fill the bed of dad's old pickup truck We knew it was time to leave, we were afraid to press our luck Someday we'll return to the land we love and again mama will pray She'll thank the Lord for his kindness and all the lives he saved Chorus Three straight days we fought the rain while our hopes slipped away But, despite the amount of rain that fell mama continued to pray And when we return to the home we love, she'll once again drop down on her knees and thank the lord that everyone is okay