[Verse 1]
The sidewalks are blazing hot
Like white fire from a pistol shot
The sun at its zenith is proudly displayed
The old man across the street
Swears he can't stand the heat
He'd pay a king's ransom for one patch of shade
There's cracks in the creek bed deep
Dry dirt where the crawdads sleep
Dust in the birdbath is out of control
The tree frogs have ceased to sing
The fireflies have lost their zing
And life on the rice farm is taking a toll
[Chorus 1]
Brazos River less than three feet deep
Watermelon farmer's wife can't sleep
Dust dripping from a windmill spout
Everybody wants to end this drought
[Bridge]
The firetrucks and sirens scream
Like scenes from an old bad dream
The drought seeps into your bones
Till your last sip of water's gone
And a rise from the ashes falls on your head
The sidewalks are blazing hot
Like white fire from a pistol shot
The sun at its zenith is proudly displayed
The old man across the street
Swears he can't stand the heat
He'd pay a king's ransom for one patch of shade
There's cracks in the creek bed deep
Dry dirt where the crawdads sleep
Dust in the birdbath is out of control
The tree frogs have ceased to sing
The fireflies have lost their zing
And life on the rice farm is taking a toll
[Chorus 1]
Brazos River less than three feet deep
Watermelon farmer's wife can't sleep
Dust dripping from a windmill spout
Everybody wants to end this drought
[Bridge]
The firetrucks and sirens scream
Like scenes from an old bad dream
The drought seeps into your bones
Till your last sip of water's gone
And a rise from the ashes falls on your head
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