
Fool's Flood
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- drums
- backing vocals
- southern rock
- male vocalist
- energetic
- country
- fiddle
- 1990s
- country rock
- live
- guitar
- upbeat
- alt-country
- rock
Lyrics
Instrumental Intro
Verse 1
I painted Deputy Miller's tractor pink on a Tuesday dare
Sheriff said boy you got a gift for making trouble everywhere
Preacher sat me down with coffee and a forty-page sermon
I nodded like a saint and stole his sermon notes for fun
Chorus
The lawman and the holy man both know my name by heart
One wants me in a cell the other wants a brand new start
The lawman and the holy man can't agree on me
But neither one of them can fix what this town's about to see
Verse 2
Come the county fair the Ferris wheel started leaning left
The pie tent flooded and the mayor lost his Sunday best
I hollered from the fence line that the creek was running high
Everybody laughed till the water came and kissed the sky
Chorus
Whole town's in a panic and the band just stopped mid-song
The sheriff's out of answers and the preacher's getting wrong
The man they called a menace is the only one who sees
That a fool can read a river better than the wise can read a breeze
Verse 3
I grabbed the sheriff's radio and the preacher's folding chair
Told them both to trust a guy who's been the town's worst nightmare
We stacked the pews like sandbags and we herded every cow
Confusion turned to cheering when the water changed its mind somehow
Chorus
Hey now we're standing hey now we're alive
Everybody singing like the roof could touch the sky
Hey now we're standing hey now we're all one
The fool they never counted on just saved the setting sun
Verse 4
Sheriff shook my hand and said don't ever tell a soul
Preacher said the good book loves the ones who lost control
Missus Carter baked a pie and put my name in dough
The whole town danced till dawn and I finally felt I'd found my home
Chorus
Raise a glass for the reckless raise it for the odd
Raise it for the crooked path that somehow leads to God
We were never perfect we were only brave and loud
And the last dance at the county line belonged to the whole crowd
Instrumental
Guitar Solo
Fiddle Solo
Instrumental Outro
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