Blues Snake

The dam banks are not overflowing
And the blues snake is on the prowl
Humidity is rising
Bad cry of the sgreaming owl.

Iyou see my man
Tell my door is open wide
There's a welcome mat, no need to knock
He can come right on back inside.

The hot scorched earth she is crying
And the crops are laying down to die
The big blue sky is heavy
Since my man he said "goodbye"

The dam banks are not overflowing
And the blues snake is on the prowl
Humidity is rising
Bad cry of the srceaming owl