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Way down in Lula : hard living has done hit
Lord your drought come an' caught us : an' parched up all the tree
Oh she stays over in Lula : we'll bid that town goodbye
'Fore I would come to know the day : Lord the Lula well was gone dry
Lord the citizens around Lula : all doing very well
Now they're in hard luck together : cause rain don't pour nowhere
I ain't got no money : and I sure ain't got no hope
The old weather done come in : and parched all the cotton and corn
Oh look down the country : Lord it'll make you cry
Most everybody : Lord hasn't any water in the bayou
Lord the Lula women Lord : puttin Lula young men down
Lord you ought to been there : Lord see the womens all leaving town
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