Creeks risin muddy and rough
Purple pansies drownin they ainât so tough
Rusty blue chevy off the shoulder of the road
Nobody wants her cause sheâs so damned old
I been sittin here for hours with a shiver in my bone
People seekin shelter down on Hoodoo Road
Iâm wrapped up tight in my granny momâs quilt
Worried bout this house that my granddaddy built
Shady Grove gonna blow
ainât no place to go
Yeah Shady Grove gonna blow
Yeah you better get yourself low
Ainât nothin to fear weâre in the presence of the Lord
Ride the wind home seekin heavenâs reward
Run down to the graveyard you tell all your kin
river rises up weâll be together again
Shady Grove gonna blow
ainât no place to go
Yeah Shady Grove gonna blow
Yeah you better get yourself low
Ainât nothin to fear weâre in the presence of the Lord
Ride the wind home seekin heavenâs reward
Run down to the graveyard you tell all your kin
river rises up weâll be together again
Shady Grove gonna blow
ainât no place to go
Yeah Shady Grove gonna blow
Yeah you better get yourself low