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I went out late one night, the moon and the stars were shining bright.
Storm come up and the trees come down, I tell you boys, I was waterbound.
Waterbound on a stranger's shore, river rising to my door.
Carried my home to the field below, I'm waterbound, nowhere to go.

Carved my name on an old barn wall or no one'd know I was there at all.
Stable's dry on a winter night, you turn your head, you can see the light.
Black cat crawlin on an old boxcar, rusty door and a fallen star.
Ain't got a dime in my nation sack, I'm waterbound and I can't get back.

It's all gone and I won't be back, don't believe me, count my tracks.
The river's long and the river's wide, I'll meet you boys on the other side.

So say my name and don't forget- the water still ain't got me yet.
Nothing but I'm bound to roam, waterbound and I can't get home. -Dirk Powell