The Gourds

The Gourds - Raining in Port Arthur lyrics

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this afternoon I walked out into a ditch 



the crawfish stirred the water 



the papermill blew in on the Southeastern wind 



and it was raining in Port Arthur 



I pulled a dead limb from a fallen pine 



the sun was dropping on the lower Neches valley 



I called the dogs from out of the woods with a hollar 



and it was raining in Port Arthur 



that night my daddy drove us to maw maw's 



He and mama wanted to be alone 



I sat up in that mimosa tree with my brother 



and it was raining in Port Arthur 



the refinerys hum and glow from the road 



and I listen to the dove as she mourns 



I'm standing in the rice fields of Beaumont 



and it was raining in Port Arthur
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