Water on the parched lands

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[INTRO] water, water, water, send a little down. (water…) Sussex needs ’ee now. [VERSE 1] sun beat hard on the brow o’ the down, dust in the field an’ the edge o’ the town, the ooze ran low an’ the Uck near dry, not one drop fallin’ from that white-hot sky. old Mister Lunn said, “ii seen it afore — round ’ere it’s all or nothin’, that’s sure.” [CHORUS] parched lands, parched lands, dry to the bone, chalk on the hill an’ dust on the stone, no rain comin’, day after day, Sussex wunt be druv away. water, water, water, send a little down. not a flood, just enough — Sussex needs ’ee now. [INSTRUMENTAL — 8 BARS] [ACOUSTIC FIDDLE / GUITAR / LIGHT STOMP] [VERSE 2] grass turned yellow, the ’edges hung low, fields cracked open, the streams ran slow, funny old county — flood one year, then us spends all summer prayin’ for rain. ’ere’s to the family, ’ere’s to the friends, them as stay close till the hard weather ends. [BRIDGE — STRIPPED BACK] water… water… water… send a little down. not a flood, just enough — Sussex needs ’ee now. [FINAL CHORUS] parched lands, parched lands, dry to the bone, chalk on the hill an’ dust on the stone, no rain comin’, day after day, Sussex wunt be druv away. water, water, water, send a little down. not a flood, just enough — Sussex needs ’ee now. [OUTRO] water, water, water, mind every drop. till the rain comes — use what us got. (water…) (Sussex needs ’ee now…)