Crash on the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow

Swamp's gonna rise, no boat's gonna row

Well you can train on down to William's Point, you can bust your feet, you can rock this joint, but hey, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now

Gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow

Well the high tide's a risin', mama don't you let me down,

Pack up your suitcase, mama don't you make a sound

Well it's sugar for sugar, salt for salt, you go down in the flood, gonna be your fault

Oh, mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now, you're gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow...
