Agnes '72 (feat. Francie)

Down on the banks of the old man river

Heavy air, calling rain

They say if she keeps us and delivers

Levee will break again

Tell me what could you do then

When the river comes a calling

So bend a knee and pray that you can stay in the good grace of the water

Storm she stalled and danced

Days of rain and wind and mist hang in the valley

Victim of her circumstance

Try your hand at sand but know the banks ain't holding

Old man river rising three foot by the hour

Drop your bags and run you know surrender time has come to the water

Higher still waves are lapping on the bridge now

Seascape in an inland town

Come on children make a run for higher ground now

See the fire, hear the siren sound

Surely land will return here

Choked up to its neck in yellow mud

From the mountain now we go by foot and march back down to the water

Dried on up and every single step it kicks up dust from the water

Oh how it takes, down on the banks of the old man river