Backwater Blues Songtext
von Dinah Washington

When it rains five days
And the skies turn black as night
I said when it rains five days
And the skies turn black as night
You know there′s trouble in the lowlands
And everything ain't right

Well, well, I woke up this mornin′
Couldn't even get out of my door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I woke up this mornin'
I couldn′t even get out of my door
There was enough trouble
To make a poor girl wonder where she′s oughta go


'Bout that time they rowed a little boat
About five miles across the farm
Yeah, yeah, I said they rowed a little boat, rowed a little boat
About five miles across the farm
I packed up all of my clothes, and throwed them in
Then they rowed me right along

That′s why, that's why the blues done called me
Called me to pack my clothes and go
The blues done called me
Called me to pack my clothes and go
′Cause my house done fell down
And I can't live there no more

Somebody, somebody, somebody please tell me
Where there′s for a poor girl like me to go
Yeah, can't you see I'm tired?
And I don′t feel like moving no more
But, but if I ever get my nerves settled down, Lord
I′ll be a mill so and so