Lyrics

This ole holler used to be my home And under that water is everything I own There was a hardwood floor, used to let me know That my wife and daughter were safe at home Now this lake in the middle of nowhere Says there ain't none of that no more And this storm blowing in from the south's Got no shame coming to rob the poor I was hoping I could sit here a moment Maybe say my goodbyes Here comes the rain Ain't nothing sane in this life My closest friend's been gone for days I called out for him, I went down to his place Twenty-nine souls still cannot be found That search patrol don't stop when the sun goes down This ole lake in the middle of nowhere Says they ain't coming back no more And that storm blowing up from the south's Got no shame, coming to rob the poor I was hoping I could sit here a moment Have myself one last cry Here comes the rain Ain't nothing sane in this life Well this ain't no River of Jordan Carrying the lost sons home It's that muddy river Kentucky Sent to strip us to the bone And I know it ain't my place to question But sometimes I ask the good Lord why There's so much pain Ain't nothing sane Here comes the rain Ain't nothing sane in this life