Lyrics

Half a mile from the county fair The rain came pouring down Me and Billy standing there With a silver half a crown So we put our fishing rods 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 I hope it don't rain all day And it stoned my 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 The rain let up, and the sun came out And we were gettin dry Almost glad a pickup truck Nearly passed us by So we jumped on in, gave the driver a grin And he dropped us up the road And we looked at the swim, and we jumped back in Not to mention fishing poles Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Let it run all over me And it stoned my 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 We sang a song as we walked along We were getting dry We saw the man from across the road With the sunshine in his eye And he lived all alone in his own little home With a great big gallon jar There was bottles two, 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 my 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