© Harris Tobias

Water Song (chorus) My mother and father were plumbers Water was all that they knew They used to swim winters and summers Something that I seldom do I like to dive under the water And feel the sea in my hair I can paddle around like an otter And I don’t need the land or the air So give me a whiskey and water Or give me a water and rye Let’s drink to our sons and our daughters May the Lord keep them safe, warm and dry I don’t care to swim in the winter Cold water turns my lips blue I’d rather take dips with a warm pair of lips Than to risk catching cold or the flu Water has many uses In fact it has uses galore It’s useful for shaving, baptisms and bathing Washing dishes and washing the floor But when it comes to drinking Water is not to my taste I consider dilution a form of pollution Not that I’d let a good drink go to waste So give me a whiskey and water Or give me a water and rye Let’s drink to our sons and our daughters May the Lord keep them safe, warm and dry

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