[Intro: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, over the guitars] Nine hundred feet and the bit still dry Whole town on the ridge with the sun in their eye [Verse 1: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, full chest] Wells gone sour in the summer of the dust Cattle tanks cracked and the pumps all rust County man came with a map and a frown Said the water's gone, son, best leave this town But old Sadie walked the flats with a willow in her hand Walked it at dawn till the fork bent to the sand Said dig right here, past the rock and the bones So I sold my truck and I signed the loans Bought pipe for a thousand feet, not one more Every foot of it borrowed from the feed and the store [Chorus: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, belted] Down past the bones, there's water in the stone Bring it up, bring it up, bring the whole town home Dust in my teeth and the rig shaking loose Down past the bones and I ain't calling a truce [Verse 2: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, grinding] Six hundred feet and we hit the granite Bit went screaming like the end of the planet Seven hundred feet and the motor start smoking Eight hundred feet and my crew went home broken Just me and old Sadie and a half of a moon And a coffee can of nails and a song out of tune Nine fifty, I'm counting the joints that remain Two lengths left and no sign of rain Nine ninety, the last pipe hanging Rig groaning deep and my whole chest banging [Chorus: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, belted] Down past the bones, there's water in the stone Bring it up, bring it up, bring the whole town home Dust in my teeth and the rig shaking loose Down past the bones and I ain't calling a truce [Bridge: Howling desert-rock male lead, gusher, the rig groans foot by foot, then the band opens wide] Last foot, last foot, turn it slow Felt it go soft in the dark below Ground start shaking like a cattle stampede Then it blew out the top past the steeple and the trees Water coming down on the whole dry town Kids in the mud and the dogs rolling round [Final Chorus: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, belted, full band] Down past the bones, there's water in the stone Bring it up, bring it up, bring the whole town home Dust in my teeth and the rig shaking loose Down past the bones and I ain't calling a truce [Outro: Howling desert-rock male lead, howling, guitars ring out on the last chord and fade] Water in the stone Sadie, look at it come Bring the whole town home [End]
