Kate Smith
Cool Water
All day I've faced the barren wasteWithout the taste of water, cool waterOld Dan and I with throats burned dryAnd souls that cry for water, cool, clear waterKeep a-movin', Dan, don't you listen to him, DanHe's a devil not a manAnd he spreads the burning sand with waterDan can you see that big green treeWhere the water's runnin' freeAnd it's waiting there for you and meThe nights are cool and I'm a foolEach star's a pool of water, cool waterBut with the dawn I'll wake and yawnAnd carry on to water, cool, clear, waterThe shadows sway and seem to sayTonight we pray for water, cool, waterAnd way up there He'll hear our prayerAnd show us where there's water, cool, clear, waterDan's feet are sore he's yearning forJust one thing more than water, cool, waterLike me I guess he'd like to restWhere there's no quest for water, cool, clear, water
From Letras Mania