The Gourds - Raining In Port Arthur lyrics
[The Gourds - Raining In Port Arthur lyrics]
2, 3, 4
This afternoon, I walked out in, to the day
The crawfish, stirred the water
The papermill blew in
On the southeastern wind
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
I pulled a dead limb from, a fallen pine
The sun was dropping on the Lower
Neches Valley called the dogs
From out of the woods with a hollar
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
That night my daddy drove us, to maw maw's
He and mama wanted, to be alone
I sat up in, that mimosa tree with my brother
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
The refineries hum and glow, from the road
And I listen to the dove, as she mourns
I'm standing in, the rice fields of Beaumont
And it's raining in, Port Arthur
Yes, it's raining in, Port Arthur
This afternoon, I walked out in, to the day
The crawfish, stirred the water
The papermill blew in
On the southeastern wind
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
I pulled a dead limb from, a fallen pine
The sun was dropping on the Lower
Neches Valley called the dogs
From out of the woods with a hollar
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
That night my daddy drove us, to maw maw's
He and mama wanted, to be alone
I sat up in, that mimosa tree with my brother
And it was raining in, Port Arthur
The refineries hum and glow, from the road
And I listen to the dove, as she mourns
I'm standing in, the rice fields of Beaumont
And it's raining in, Port Arthur
Yes, it's raining in, Port Arthur