My folks own the land around here and this big ol’ house now for some 50-odd years We’d all seen a few rough days but I never dreamed I’d watch it all get swept away No one knows what causes angry rain The water rushed right through this town just like a great big train Years of hard work and memories all floating down that river on their way out to sea
Chorus: After the flood, after the flood The land that washed away felt like my flesh and blood I’d rather be shovelin’ through the slush and mud than to leave my home where I grew up Life goes on after the flood
(?) bar was hit pretty hard The piano’s lyin’ in the street broken apart My favorite old oak tree’s rooted up, well I’ll plant myself a new one after the flood
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A place to call your very own means so much though it’s a little soggy After all the water’s gone, I’ll scrub it clean and make it home again
A natural disaster can’t hold nothin’ on me They’re quakin’ out west and freezin’ back east So I think I’ll stick around and show a little faith in a weary town
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Compositor: Maria Luisa Mc Kee (Mc Kee Maria Louisa) ECAD: Obra #16896955