 Ian Anderson Lyrics
Song: The Water Carrier
Album: "The Secret Language of Birds" by Ian Anderson
Song Text:
Crystal fountain springing from the hill.
It irrigates your soul. You may drink your fill.
Water of life, carried high.
One hand upon the gallon jar. Feel her fix my eye.
Every good traveller's for the taking.
All good money for the making.
Seller's market: wet appeal.
Water carrier let's make the deal.
Covered face and black pool eyes.
Between us, no words spoken: no words to the wise.
Here's to another time and a drink somewhere.
Plush on a Nain carpet
song "The Water Carrier" from album "The Secret Language of Birds"
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