All day I faced
the barren waste 
Without the
taste of water...cool water.
Old Dan and I
with throats burned dry
and souls that
cry out for water..
cool, clear
water.
Keep a movin',
Dan don't you listen to him, Dan
He's a not a man and he spreads
the burning sand
with water.
Dan, can you see
that  where the water's
runnin' free and
its waiting there for you and me?
The nights are
cool and I'm a fool Each  a pool
of water, cool
water.
But with the
dawn I'll wake and yawn and carry
on to water,
cool, clear water.
Keep a-movin'm
Dan, don't you lisen to him, Dan
He's a not a man and he spreads
the burning sand
with water.
Dan, can you see
that where the water's
running free and
it's waiting there for me and you?
The shadows sway
and seem to say tonight we
pray for
water..cool water.
And way up there
He'll hear our prayer and
show us where
there's water..cool clear water.
Keep
a-movin',Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan He's
the not a man and he spreads
the burning sand
with water.
Dan can you see
that where the water's
runnin' free and
it's waiting there for me and you?
Dan's feet are
sore..he's yearning for just
one more thing
than water..Like me, I guess
he'd like to
rest where there's no quest for
water..cool,
clear water.
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