Glad you mentioned that one Pete...
For those interested---


THE STORY OF THE MIGHTY MISSISSIPPI
BY: Ernest V "Pop" Stoneman

Way out in the Mississippi Valley
Just among those plains so grand,
Rolls the flooded Mississippi River,
Destroying the works of man.

With her waters at the highest
That all men have ever known,
She came sweeping through the valleys
And destroying lands and homes.

There were children clinging in the treetops,
Who has spent some sleepless nights,
And without a bit of shelter,
Or even a spark of light.

With their prayers going up to the Father,
For the break of day to come,
That they might see some rescue party,
Who would provide for them a home.

There were some of them on the housetops,
With no way to give an alarm.
There were mothers wading in the water,
With their babies in their arms.

Let us all get right with our Maker,
As He doeth all things well,
And be ready to meet in judgement,
When we bid this earth farewell.