Back Water Blues Lyrics - 50th Anniversary Celebration - Irma Thomas

When it rained five days 

And the skies turned dark at night 

When it rained five days 

And the skies turned dark at night 

There was trouble takin' place 

In the lowland at night 

I woke up this mornin' 

Couldn't even get out of my door 

I woke up this mornin' 

Couldn't even get out of my door 

Enough trouble to make a poor woman 

Wonder where she's gonna go 

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They rowed a little boat 

About five miles across the farm 

Said they rowed a little boat 

About five miles across the farm 

I packed up all of my clothes, trowed them in 

And they rowed me along 

Where it thundered and lightnin' 

And the wind began to blow 

Said it thundered and lightnin' 

And the wind began to blow 

There was thousands of people 

They had no place to go 

I went out and stood up 

On a high old lonesome hill 

I went out and stood up 

On a high old lonesome hill 

I looked down on the house 

Where I used to live 

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Back water blues that calls me 

To pack my things and go 

Back water blues that calls me 

To pack my things and go 

'Cause my house fell down 

And I can't live there no more 

Ooh, I can't live there no more 

Ooh, I can't live there no more 

There ain't no place for a poor woman to go