THE MISSISSIPPI FLOOD
Written by Carson Robison
As recorded by Vernon Dalhart, Brunswick 153, April, 1927

Another great disaster has come upon our land,
Down where the Mississippi flows on its way so grand.
The springtime flowers were blooming; the world was bright and gay,
And folks along the levee were happy all the day.

And then the skies grew cloudy and rain came falling down.
For days a mighty torrent came pouring to the ground.
The streams throughout the country kept swelling day by day,
Until the angry river was roaring on its way.

And then there came a warning: the levee cannot stand,
And brave men fought and struggled to save their native land,
But still the raging waters kept pounding at the shore,
Until it broke the levee and through the country tore.

Oh, many lives were taken and brave men knelt to pray,
As all that they had cherished was madly swept away.
The world will gladly help them to pay the awful cost,
But gold can never bring them a loved one who is lost.

We can't explain the reason these great disasters come,
But we must all remember to say: "Thy will be done,"
And though the good may suffer for other people's sins,
There is a crown awaiting where eternal life begins.