All day I face
The barren waste
Without the taste
Of water.
Cool Water.
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 stars a pool
Of water.
Cool, clear water.
And with the dawn
I'll wake and yawn
And carry on
To water.
Cool, clear water.
The Shadows sway
And seem to say,
"Tonight we pray
For water."
Cool, clear water.
And way up there
He'll hear our prayer
And show us where
There's water.
Cool, clear water.
Keep moving Dan.
Don't you listen to him Dan.
He's the devil not a man.
He spreads the burning sands
With Water.
Say, Dan can't you see
That big green tree
Where the water's running free?
It's waiting there for you and me.
And water
Cool, clear water.
Dan's feet are sore.
He's yearning for
Just one thing more
Than water.
Cool, clear water.
Like me I guess
He'd like to rest
Where there's no quest
For water.
Cool, clear water.