The River Runs - (It has been one year to the day since we were flooded) by Paul Howlett

The River Runs  By Paul Howlett

There is a river in Ipswich called

The Bremer River and you would be appalled

At what it has done, made us run, run, run

To higher ground for feared we drown

Lots of brown water, lots of brown water

We all escaped, to leave our homes alone

To face the rising creeping inundation

Of water, mud, disease and on our own

We drove through the night

We drove through the water

We drove through the rain

We drove through the water

We drove out of town

For feared we would drown

At last we came to a spot

Of a good dry Motel

Still in shock, still in shock

My father, wife looked at the TV that night

Thanked the Lord above for life and love

That they did not join the flooded victims

Of the dreaded flood of 20 - 11

That sent many people to heaven.