G D C G Half a mile from the county fair and the rain came pourin' down Me & Billy standing there with a silver half a crown Hands were full of fishing rods, with the tackle on our backs We just stood there getting wet, with our backs against the fence Chorus Am D Am D Am D Oh, the water, oh, the water, oh the water ... Em D (1)Hope it don't rain all day .... (2)Let it run all over me (3)Get it myself from the mountain stream G C C-G G D And it stoned me to my soul, stoned me just like jelly roll G And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul, stoned me just like goin' home And it stoned me Then the rain let up and the sun came up and we were gettin' dry Almost glad a pick up truck nearly passed us by So we jumped right in & the driver grinned & he dropped us up the road Where we looked at the swim & we jumped right in,not to mention fishin poles Chorus On the way back home we sang a song, but our throats were gettin' dry Then we saw the man from across the road with the sunlight in his eye But he lived all alone in his own little home with a great big gallon jar There were bottles too, one for me & you, and he said "Hey, there you are"
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