Pine Island Bayou Lyrics - Gourds

My poor uncle jimmy turk 

He got his house full of water and dirt 

In that flood of '94 pine island bayou 

Came thru his door 

In that flood of '94 

That devil rain began t'poor 

It swelled the banks of the sabine 

Those waters dark and warm and mean 

When that bayou began to crest 

My uncle jimmy did his best 

T'save his family and his home 

To this day you can hear him moan