Raining in Port Arthur

Raining in Port Arthur G D G this afternoon I walked out into a ditch C G the crawfish stirred the water C G C the papermill blew in on the Southeastern wind G D G and it was raining in Port Arthur I pulled a dead limb from a fallen pine the sun was dropping on the lower Neches valley I called the dogs from out of the woods with a hollar and it was raining in Port Arthur 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 the refinerys 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 was raining in Port Arthur ____________________________ gareth d davies