Sheb Wooley Mirage
The worse I thirst for water the more it comes to my
sight
I see a clear blue lake before me we'll quench out thirst
tonight
So move along ol' pony soon we'll thirst no more
And when we reach that haven you'll graze along the shore
We've wandered through the wasteland just one more hill
to climb
Then we'll drink our fill of water and rest for a long
long time
I see the water is sinking sinking into the burning sand
And we will die for water here in this barren land
So move along ol' pony just one more hill to climb
And we'll drink our fill of water and rest for a long
long time
