Half a mile from the county fair

And the rain keep pourin' down.

Me and Billy standin' there

With a silver half a crown.

Hands full of fishin' gear

And the tackle on our backs.

We just stood there gettin' 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.

- It stoned me just like Jelly Roll.

And it stoned me.

And it stoned me to my soul.

It stoned me just like goin' home.

And it stoned me.

Then the rain let up and the sun came out

And we were gettin' dry.

Almost let a pick-up truck

Nearly pass us by.

So we jumped right in and the driver grinned,

And he dropped us up the road.

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 goin' 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 eyes.

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 goin' home.

And it stoned me. repeat chorus and end on the G