Have you heard about the flood? Happened way down A little country town, down south somewhere A little country town, Tupelo, Mississipi Poor people, poor people Didn't have nowhere to go No place to call their own, oh Lord Oh Lord, happened one Friday evening One Friday evening Dark cloud rose Rain, did started raining The rain blowed night and day down there The people got worried They didn't know what to do Tell ya everyone Wasn't that a mighty time? Wasn't that a mighty time, boys? Wasn't that a mighty time down there? Women are screaming Women and children are crying for living Who can they turn to now? Got no place to call our own We ain't got enough We ain't got no place to own I'll never forget it I don't think you will, either The great flood, Tupelo Wasn't that a mighty time, boys? Wasn't that a mighty time down there? Wasn't that a mighty time?