When it rains five days And the skies turn black as night I said when it rains five days And the skies turn black as night You know there’s trouble in the lowlands And everything ain’t right
Well, well, I woke up this mornin’ Couldn’t even get out of my door Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I woke up this mornin’ I couldn’t even get out of my door There was enough trouble To make a poor girl wonder where she’s oughta go
‘Bout that time they rowed a little boat About five miles across the farm Yeah, yeah, I said they rowed a little boat, rowed a little boat About five miles across the farm I packed up all of my clothes, and throwed them in Then they rowed me right along
That’s why, that’s why the blues done called me Called me to pack my clothes and go The blues done called me Called me to pack my clothes and go ‘Cause my house done fell down And I can’t live there no more
Somebody, somebody, somebody please tell me Where there’s for a poor girl like me to go Yeah, can’t you see I’m tired? And I don’t feel like moving no more But, but if I ever get my nerves settled down, Lord I’ll be a mill so and so
Enjoy the best of the 1950s through the 1980s with our curated collection of favorite hits. We bring you a selection of songs that you may not have heard in a while, allowing you to relish the nostalgia and rediscover timeless classics from these iconic decades. So sit back, relax, and let the music take you on a journey through the golden age of music.
