This old holler used to be my home
And under that water is everything I own
There was a hardwood floor used to let me know
That my wife and daughter were safe at home
Now this lake in the middle of nowhere
Says there ain’t none of that no more
And this storm blowin’ in from the south’s
no shame comin’ to the poor
I was hopin’ I could a moment
my goodbyes
Here the rain
Ain’t nothin’ in this life
closest friend’s been gone days
I out I went down to his place
Twenty-nine souls still cannot be found
That search patrol don’t stop when the goes down
This old lake in the middle of nowhere
Says there ain’t comin’ back no more
And that storm blowin’ up from the south’s
no shame comin’ to the poor
I was hopin’ I could a moment
Have myself cry
Here the rain
Ain’t nothin’ in this life
Well, there ain’t no of Jordan
Carrying the lost son’s home
It’s that muddy Kentucky
Sent the strips to the bone
And I know it ain’t my place to question
But I ask the good why
There’s so pain Ain’t nothin’ sane
Here the Ain’t nothin’ in this life
