Cold, Black Water 3:07

Lucky Mud/ Southern Zen Music - BMI 2007


Look at all the fine things

You call your own

It took you a lifetime

To gather it all

Now it's out rotting

In the hot, hot sun

Where you gonna go

When the waters come?


It's just the way you want it

And you know it's good

A house and a family

In a neighborhood

One minute, you're thinking

Just how sweet life can be

Next you're begging for mercy

On a stormy sea


It'll wash over money

It'll drown the poor

Cold, black water

Coming through the door

No place to hide

No place to run

Where you gonna go

When the waters come?


So, you can have the silver

You can take all the gold

I don't want nothing bigger

Than my heart can hold

Something light as a feather

From a snow-white dove

Something to cling to

When the waters come

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