It rained five days
The sky has turned black as night
Oh, it rained five days
And the sky has turned black as night
And there´s trouble takin´ place
Way down in the lowlands tonight

I woke up this mornin´
And I couldn´t get out of my front door
I woke up this mornin´
And I couldn´t get out of my front door
It was so much trouble
Make a poor man wonder where he wanna go

They rowed a little boat
About five miles ´cross the pond
They rowed a little boat
About five miles ´cross the pond
I packed up all of my things and threw ´em in
Boys and the boat rowed along

I climbed up on the high lonely hill
Oh, I climbed up on the high oh, lonely hill
And I looked down at the house
Baby, where I used to live

Backwater blues caused me
To pack my things and go
The backwater blues caused me
To pack my things and go
´Cause my house fell down
And I can´t live there no more

Yeah, when it´s thunderin´ and lightnin´
And the rain begin to pour
When it´s thunderin´ and lightnin´
And the wind begin to blow
There are so many poor people
That didn´t have no place to go