Joe Bonamassa
High Water Everywhere
Well there's high water everywhere
Lord the river overflows
Well there's high water everywhere
Lord the river overflows
You go where its high boy
Down to hill country road
Still the water was rising
I been sinking down
Man, that water was rising
At all places around
Where the fifty men and children, come to sink and drown
Now we're looking at New Orleans, where the crest stood high
Nobody said it was rising, one more time silver lie
Should move up much higher, before I sink and die