Well Water
by Dez Harlan · Pop › Pop Ballad · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
pop, gospel, piano, bluesy, soul
Prompt
Soul pop ballad, raspy gravelly male tenor-baritone belt, gospel choir harmonies, slow 6/8 sway, piano, organ
Lyrics
Mm, mm, hey Mm, mm, hey Six o'clock, the pump handle's stiff with rust I lift it slow, like I'm waking up the dust Ten years I haven't said his name out loud Now a tin cup shakes in my hand, and I'm not proud He dug it by hand, forty feet down Sober one summer, so the story goes Well water, well water Maybe he never earned my thanks Well water, well water Still it's cold and clear, and I'm grateful Well water, pour it over me His boots still stand by the back door A coffee can of bent nails on the floor A birthday card he never mailed, in my name Aunt Ruth on the porch says, "Son, don't you dare That man never earned your thanks" I say, "No ma'am, he didn't. Neither did I." He dug it by hand, forty feet down Whatever he lost, he left me this Well water, well water Maybe he never earned my thanks Well water, well water Still it's cold and clear, and I'm grateful Well water, pour it over me So I kneel on the wet boards, forehead on the stone Daddy, there it is, I said your name I forgive you, I forgive you Lord, let it run I forgive you, I forgive you Let it run Well water, well water Well water, well water Deep as a prayer, and I'm grateful Well water, well water Thank you for the hands that dug it there Well water, well water Pour me one more time