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41. "The man sells us back our water Like we're fish on his line Tryin' to turn our blood Into his wine"

Well, Well, Well" Danny O'Keefe and Bob Dylan

The man who stole the water
Will swim forever more
But he'll never reach the land
On that golden shore
That faint white light
Will haunt his heart
'Til he's only a memory
Lost in the dark
Dig your hole in the ground
All the way down to hell
'Til there ain't no more water
In the well, well, well
When you're down on your knees
With nothin' left to sell
Try diggin' a little deeper
In the well, well, well

The water used to run
So clear and so fresh
Now poison creeps through it
That withers the flesh
The man sells us back our water
Like we're fish on his line
Tryin' to turn our blood
Into his wine
Dig your hole in the ground
All the way down to hell
'Til there ain't no more water
In the well, well, well

When you're down on your knees
With nothin' left to sell
Try diggin' a little deeper
In the well, well, well

Take care of your body
Like you care for your soul
Take care you don't dig your self
Into a hole
'Til you've paid the price
You don't know the worth
Of the air and the water
The fire and the Earth
Dig your hole in the ground
All the way down to hell
'Til there ain't no more water
In the well, well, well

When you're down on your knees
With nothin' left to sell
Try diggin' a little deeper
In the well, well, well
The man who stole the water
Will swim forever more
But he'll never reach the land
On that golden shore