Cool, Clear Water....

All day I face
the barren waste
without the taste of water,
cool water
Old Dan and I
with throats burned dry
and souls that cry
for water,
cool, clear, water

 

 

 

  The nights are cool
and I'm a fool
each star's a pool of water,
cool water

And with the dawn
I wake and yawn
and carry on to water,
cool, clear, water

The shadows sway and seem to say,

tonight we pray for water,

cool water

  

And way up there

He'll hear our prayer

and show us where there's water,

cool, clear, water

(Bob Nolan, Sons of the Pioneers)