The rivers are swollen We got a flood on our hands Get out the buckets and the pots and pans Mama put the pictures In the old wooden boat Billy get the baby And mamas overcoat Theres high ground at Gruene At the old Gristmill Store We can keep everybody dry if it dont rain no more We got a Flood on Our Hands The rains gonna keep comin down Has anybody talked to sister Since the lines went down? She spent the night with Mandy On the low side of town I do hope shes watchin On the outside tonight She aint been herself Since she lost little Dwight You dont never miss What you aint got Till you wake up some morning And youve lost the whole lot We got a Flood on Our Hands The rains gonna keep comin down Thank God were all together Thats all we really need You cant change the weather But you can plant new seed No life is spared To the ones who blame A God with out mercy, Pride with out Shame Like Noah of old Was put to the test To see if his faith Was deeper than the rest We got a Flood on Our Hands And the Rains gonna keep Comin Down Mama get the Shotgun And the pictures of dad Someday well look back On everything we had We got a Flood on Our Hands The rains gonna keep comin down