Now as I stand
If I ever make it back to sunny tobia
Oh the magistrate
or anywhere where the water rolls in the springtime
now from where i sit
my wife thumbs through picture postcards
or the way I promished I'd give
or the ways that I swore I'd live
but her eyes have turned the color of a who*e
Like hell and highwater
oh highwater
highwater
highwater
now in my left hand, is the wealth my father willed me
oh but my right hand says, tie the knot that will set you free
when i was young, highwater took my house away
and now that I'm old, highwater's all can save me
oh well her arms so deep and wide
we'll hold you home
Like hell and highwater
Now there are times, when the whistle of a southbound trains
bothers these empty bottle reflections
born and raised on bourbon
whiskey worry in a father's tear
whiskey worry in a father's tear
whiskey worry in a father's tear
for life, highwater
highwater
highwater
highwater
highwater
highwater
highwater