In the easy chair with my boots on
Melted whiskey in my hand
I couldn't have been asleep
For more than three hours
Time to go to work again
Once more I beat the sunrise
And there's a dark breeze at 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 your, cool
Cool, cool water
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 mornin' crying rays of sunrise
It hasn't rained for three weeks full
As long as there's water
Chilly well water
Come on, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme that cool, cool water