Son House - Dry Spell Blues, Part 2 lyrics

It have been so dry you can make a powderhouse out of the world Well, it have been so dry you can make a powderhouse out of the world Then all the moneymen like a rattlesnake in his coil I done throwed up my hands, Lord, and solemnly swore I done throwed up my hands, Lord, and solemnly swore There ain't no need of me changing towns, it's a drought everywhere I go It's a dry old spell everywhere I been Lord, it's a dry old spell everywhere I been I believe to my soul this old world is about to end Well I stood in my back yard, wrung my hands and screamed I stood in my back yard, I wrung my hands and screamed And I couldn't see nothing, couldn't see nothing green Oh Lord have mercy if you please Oh Lord have mercy if you please Let your rain come down and give our poor hearts ease These blues, these blues is worthwhile to be heard Oh, these blues is worthwhile to be heard For it's very likely bound to rain somewhere