Looka yonder!

A big black cloud come!
Yes, a big black cloud come

Come to the Tupelo
Come to the Tupelo

Yonder on the horizon
Yonder on the horizon
Stopped at the mighty river
Stopped at the mighty river
And sucked the damn thing dry
And sucked the damn thing dry

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo

Distant thunder rumble
Distant thunder rumble
Rumble hungry like the Beast
The Beast it cometh, cometh down
The Beast it cometh, cometh down
The Beast it cometh, cometh down
Wow-wo-wo, Tupelo bound

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo
The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound

Why the hen won't lay no egg, can't get that cock to crow
The horse is spooked & crazy, oh God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
Oh God help the Tupelo

Ya can say these streets are rivers
Ya can call these rivers streets
Ya can tell yaself ya dreamin' buddy, but no sleep runs this deep
No!
No sleep runs this deep, no sleep runs this deep
Women at their windows, ain crashing on the pane

Writing in the frost
Tupelo's shame
Tupelo's shame
Tupelo's shame

God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo
God help Tupelo

Oh, go to sleep little children, the sandmans on his way
Go to sleep little children, he sandmans in his way
But the little children know
But the little children know
They listen to the beating of their blood
Listen to the beating of their blood
Listen to the beating of their blood
Listen to the beating of their blood!

The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!

And the black rain come down
The black rain come down
Black rain come down
Water, water everywhere
Water, water everywhere
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim
No fish can swim
Until The King is born
Until The King is born
Until The King is born...

Tupelo-o!
Oh, Tupelo
Until The King is born in Tupelo..

In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin
Where the rain came down and leaked within
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw...

Tupelo-o!
(Yeah! Yeah!)
Hey, Tupelo!
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw

Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals
And a child is born on his brothers heels
Come Sunday morn the first-born dead
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon red...

Tupelo-o!
(Yeah!)
O Tupelo
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon red...

Mama, rock you lil' one slow
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock you lil' one slow
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock you lil' one slow
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock your baby
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Mama, rock you lil' one slow
Mama, rock your baby
Mama, rock you lil' one slow
Mama, rock your baby
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo
Til the King is born in Tupelo!

Tupelo-o!
(Yeah! Yeah!)
Tupelo!
And carry the burden of Tupelo
Tupelo-o!
(Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo, Tupelo...
Yeah! The King will walk on Tupelo!
Tupelo-o!
(Yeah!)
Yeah Tupelo!
He carried the burden outta Tupelo!
Tupelo-o!
Yeah Tupelo
You will reap just what you sow!