lord save me from this dry spell
my fields are turning brown
my tongue is sticking in my mouth
my head is spinning ‘round
it’s never been this long before
it’s never been so dry
I fear that in another week
I’ll simply have to die
who will save me from the dry spell
am I supposed to make it rain
am I supposed to draw the clouds
make it all work out again
I don’t know how to make the clouds come
don’t know how to crack the sky
the code of how the weather comes
is far beyond the likes of I
so I just sit and take the dry spell
pray like all the others do
pray that time will bring the water
float my messages to you
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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