Ray Wylie Hubbard - Sugar Cane lyrics

From where I stand it looks like
Rain off the coast of Louisiana
It's gonna get bad and wet all
The way up to Atlanta
Run tell Mama "Here comes the storm"
And put on your fighting shoes
The levee’s gonna break
The bottom's gonna flood
And that'll get ya some Delta Blues

It might be the Devil playing a little game
I’m so tired of this old rain
I need a little somethin' to ease the pain
Oh Lord
Have a little mercy on the sugar cane

If the world was the way it was
No God would be required the woman
She comes along and somethin'
Is to be desired
Ain't a lot of prayin' goin' on in
The houses down on St laRue
It's the money for the bump and grind
That'll get ya some Delta Blues

It might be the Devil playing a little game
I’m so tired of this old rain
I need a little somethin’ to ease the pain
Oh Lord
Have a little mercy on the sugar cane

I heard it told, I didn't see it myself
I guess it could be a lie
I come to believe it’s the gospel truth
So help my hope to die
If you want a little more of
What this old worlds got
Ya don't care what ya lose
Go down to the crossroads and make a little
Deal and get you some Delta Blues

It might be the Devil playing a little game
I'm so tired of this old rain
I need a little somethin' to ease the pain
Oh Lord
Have a little mercy on the sugar cane