Raining In Port Arthur by The Gourds Lyrics

[Spoken Intro]
2, 3, 4

[Verse 1]
This afternoon, I walked out in, to the day
The crawfish, stirred the water
The papermill blew in, on the southeastern wind
And it was raining in, Port Arthur

[Verse 2]
I pulled a dead limb from, a fallen pine
The sun was dropping on the Lower, Neches Valley
Called the dogs, from out of the woods with a hollar
And it was raining in, Port Arthur

[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
The refineries 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's raining in, Port Arthur
Yes, it's raining in, Port Arthur