Raining In Port Arthur Lyrics - Gourds

This afternoon I walked out into a ditch 

The crawfish stirred the water 

The papermill blew in on the southeastern wind 

And it was raining in port arthur 

I pulled a dead limb from a fallen pine 

The sun was dropping on the lower neches valley 

I called the dogs from out of the woods with a hollar 

And it was raining in port arthur 

That night my daddy drove us to maw maw's 

He and mama wanted to be alone 

I sat up in that mimosa tree with my brother 

And it was raining in port arthur 

The refinerys hum and glow from the road 

And I listen to the dove as she mourns 

I'm standing in the rice fields of beaumont 

And it was raining in port arthur