Mighty Mississippi



Way out in the Mississippi valley

Just among the plains so grand,

Flows the flooded Mississippi River

Destroying the works of man.



With her waters at the highest

That all man has ever known,

She came sweeping through the valley

And destroying land and homes.



There were children clinging in the treetops

Who had spent those sleepless nights,

And without a bit of shelter

Or even a spark of light.



With their prayers going up to their Father

For the break of day to come,

That they might see some rescue party

Who would provide for them a home.



There were some of them on the housetops

With no way to give an alarm,

There were mothers wading in the water

With their babies in their arms.



Let us all get right with our Maker

As He doth make all things well,

And be ready to meet in judgment

When we bid this earth farewell.



Recorded by The New Lost City Ramblers

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