Fine dam

It was the wettest Spring
That memory can ever tell
In ’19 the rain kept coming
But the Lollie Levee held

Rain just never ending
Falling on top of what fell
The water kept on rising
But the Lollie Levee held

The red phone started ringing
A warning, emergency call
“It’s gonna’ come a flood boys”
But the Lollie Levee held

The surge came down the river
From all that wretched rain a swell
Toad Suck Lock went under water
But the Lollie Levee held

Oh no, it didn’t stop there
More flooding come to tell
We started throwing sandbags
But the Lollie Levee held

And sure it made us nervous
Too late for flood insurance to sell
All we could do is wait and hope for
But the Lollie Levee held

And don’t think it was easy
Before the final round’s welcome bell
Flood water threw some punches
But the Lollie Levee held

Come a time our children
Will look back upon this day
The Spring of ’19 was a wet one
A big flood came on down this way

And we’ll look up from our places
(for old folks stories like to tell)
A nod sagely and to the memory say:
“But still the Lollie Levee held”