Water!
Merchant!
Save us!
From drought!
And these days will come when the water runs away
No reason to live, nowhere to stay
Yeah i know, they'll drop the bomb to bring our fields to dust
Man, in this withered desert you'll have no better trust
Water!
Merchant!
You own!
The life!
So these days will come and i know they will be rough
No water left, head to the dying
Yeah i know these days will come, hell i know they bring
And for sure i know you'll come right to me