Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah I'm sitting, looking at this road Looks like it's getting longer I've been carrying a heavy load now And I'm praying for some water I'm looking down this road And my heart is getting weaker I'm down on my sore knees And I'm praying for some water Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah There are storm clouds overhead Colored thundery blue like lead And their battering against the hill Till the water starts to swell I see storm clouds ahead And what will we do then? Build shelters from the rain Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy rain Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah And it is real and it is old And it's been flowing through my bones They've been poisoning our streams They're polluting all our oceans And I hope we get to learn before The Heaven's Gates pour open Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah One, two, three, four