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Half a mile from the county
fair and the rain keep pourin' down
Me and Billy standin' there
With a silver half a crown
Hands full of a fishin' rod
and the tackle on our backs
We just stood there gettin'
wet With our backs against the fence.
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Oh, the water. Oh, the water. Oh, the water. Hope it
don't rain all day.
And it stoned me to my
soul. Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
and it stoned me.
And it stoned me to my
soul. Stoned me just like goin' home
and it stoned me.
Verse 2 Then the rain let up and the
sun came up and we were gettin' dry
Almost let a pick‑up
truck nearly pass us by
So we jumped right in and
the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road.
We looked at the swim and we
jumped right in not to mention fishing poles
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Verse 3 On the way back home we sang a
song but our throats were getting dry.
Then we saw the man across
the road with the sunshine in his eyes.
Well he lived all alone in
his own little home with a great big gallon jar
There were bottles too, one
for me and you and he said, “Hey! There you are.”