Transcribed by:

Brian Whitman

The Original Lyrics File

Richard Stern



In the easy chair with my boots on

A melted whiskey in my hands

I couldn't been asleep for more than 3 hours

Time to go to work again

Once more I beat the sunrise

And there's a dark breeze up my door

Raise the water from the well up to my face

How could a man like me be poor?



As long as there's water

Chilly wet water

Gimme some of that cool, cool water



Well, my horse's eyes are glassy

He breathed the city in his lungs last night

I lead his natural body

To the trough to regain his might

Red rooster crow them blues here

That Old Blue he round the bull

And the morn's crying to raise the sunrise

It hasn't rained for three weeks full



As long as there's water

Chilly wet water

Gimme some of that cool, cool water



Venus light is rising

I lay my buckets inside the shed

And there's a man I see - a stranger

Leaning on the gate outside my fence

Said "I'm riding out from the city

Where I was starting for the water back last night

I was hoping to get a drink from your well

Before I ride on to another city tonight (x3)"



Chilly wet, chilly wet, chilly water

Cool, cool, water...



Before I ride on