"The Flood" lyrics

"The Flood"

There is a storm
Brewing in the southeast
Grandmamma feels it in her bones
They're calling for the rains to pour down
On a Biblical scale ain't seen since Noah was around

What would you do when the Lord calls?
Would you go over the bridge for your blood?

Got a call from my folks
Said, "The water is rising."
"There goes the fence," momma said
Then the line went dead
Gotta find my way
No, I just can't stay
When the voice inside your head says you must go home

What would you do when the Lord calls?
Would you go over the bridge for your blood?

Over the bridge
When the Lord calls
What would you do for your blood

Well, the bridge washed out over Red Creek
It's life or death and a gas pedal at your feet
Go for it with all you've got
If you live or die all that matters is you fought
For your blood

What will you do when the Lord calls?
Will you go over the bridge for your blood?

Over the bridge
For your blood
Over the bridge
For your blood

What will you do when the Lord calls for your blood?
Over the bridge


Writer(s): Charles Wesley Godwin
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