Well, I went down to my prayin´ ground
Wooo, fell down on my bended knees
Yes I asked daddy and grandpa, oh Lord have mercy on me!
It was storm and rain comin´ in my windows & doors /repeat/
Mama runnin cryin´ Son, I never saw the like before
Yeah, you know the poor children runnin´ cryin´
Now mama we ain´t got no home
Oh, the poor children runnin´ cryin´
Now mama we ain´t got no home
Take heed to Mother fair,trust in the Maker your Lord
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