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Half a mile from the county fair And the rain came pouring down Me and Billy standing there With a silver half a crown Hands are full of the fishing rod and the tackle on our backs We just stood there getting wet With our backs against the fence Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Hope it don't rain all day And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me And the rain let up, and the sun came up While we were getting dry Almost let a pickup truck nearly pass us by So we jumped right in, and the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road And we looked at the swim, and we jumped right in Not to mention fishing poles Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Let it run all over me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me On the way back home we sang a song But our throats were getting dry Then we saw the man from across the road With the sunshine in his eye Well he lived all alone, in his own little home With a great big gallon jar There were bottles, too, one for me and you And he said, "Hey, there you are" Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Get it myself from the mountain stream And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me |
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