Well, it rained five days and the sky was dark as night,
Yes, it rained five days and the sky was dark as night.
There's trouble takin' place in the lowlands tonight.
I got up one morning, I couldn't even get out of my door.
I got up one morning, I couldn't even get out of my door.
That was enough trouble to make a poor boy wonder where to go.
I went and stood up on a high old lonesome hill.
I went and stood up on a high old lonesome hill.
I did all I could to look down on the house where I used to live.
It thundered and lightninged, and the wind began to blow.
It thundered and lightninged, and the wind began to blow.
There were thousands of poor people didn't have no place to go.
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A Blessed and Happy Birthday, Ormonde. May you have many more.
Happy Birthday! Hope the book is doing well.
FWIW
jimB
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