[Verse 1] Brown water line across the kitchen wall, Three feet high where the family photos used to hang. Suwannee rose in the middle of the night, Took everything but the faith that held on tight. [Chorus] Flood line on the kitchen wall, marking what we lost, But the love inside this house, that can't be washed or tossed. We'll paint it over, build it back, stand a little tall, But we'll never quite forget that flood line on the wall. [Verse 2] Mama's Bible floating in the living room at dawn, Daddy's tools rusting in the yard where the shed is gone. Neighbors wading through with sandwiches and prayer, Suwannee County people, we show up when we care. [Chorus] Flood line on the kitchen wall, marking what we lost, But the love inside this house, that can't be washed or tossed. We'll paint it over, build it back, stand a little tall, But we'll never quite forget that flood line on the wall. [Bridge] (belted, building) River gives and river takes, that's the deal we made, Living on the Suwannee means you're never quite afraid. 'Cause every time the water drops, this county finds its feet, Mud on our boots, sun on our backs, rising from the street. [Outro - slow fade with keys] Flood line on the wall... (we'll build it back)... Stand a little tall... (Suwannee strong)...
