Texas Drought, Pt. 1

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Rodney Crowell - Country, Rock

Texas Drought, Pt. 1

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[Verse 1] The sidewalks are blazing hot Like white fire from a pistol shot The sun at its zenith is proudly displayed The old man across the street Swears he can't stand the heat He'd pay a king's ransom for one patch of shade There's cracks in the creek bed deep Dry dirt where the crawdads sleep Dust in the birdbath is out of control The tree frogs have ceased to sing The fireflies have lost their zing And life on the rice farm is taking a toll [Chorus 1] Brazos River less than three feet deep Watermelon farmer's wife can't sleep Dust dripping from a windmill spout Everybody wants to end this drought [Bridge] The firetrucks and sirens scream Like scenes from an old bad dream The drought seeps into your bones Till your last sip of water's gone And a rise from the ashes falls on your head [Verse 2] The jukebox plays Jimmy Reed Dry winds blow tumbleweed The blues and the night have a mind of their own With beer joints to slake our thirst We wait for the great cloud-burst Praying "Let there be raindrops the size of a stone" [Chorus 2] Witch doctor, beat the tom-tom loud Helicopter pilot, seed the clouds Baptist preacher, get your prayer book out Somebody's got to end this drought Cattle rancher, watch the skies all day The sun is shining but you can't make hay The only thing you wanna talk about Is how on earth we're gonna end this drought No doubt [Outro] The sidewalks are blazing hot Like white-fire from a pistol shot The sun at its zenith is proudly displayed

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  • Rodney Crowell