Run Like Water
©1997, Scott Ainslie.
All rights reserved.
Needle in a haystack, diamond in the rough.
Bright like a mirror, and blind like love.
Run like water, taste like wine;
Walk into town---about supper time.
If the water's high, roll up those pants;
We got lips to kiss---and feet to dance.
You know (a) great big girl---good for your soul,
Let the banjo ring, let the guitar roll.
INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS
I was cornbred righteous---on black-eyed peas,
Biscuits and gravy---like you never seen!
They say bounty comes from tended seeds,
Everything----a body needs.
I confess to other loves,
But not so many as the stars above;
Made me happy, made me blue,
Taught me something about loving you.
Well, the kettle sings--it's mornin' tune,
Dog in the bed---be getting up soon.
Now, the coffee's hot---and the table's set:
Roust your bones, you sleepy head.
INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS
Needle in a haystack, diamond in the rough.
Bright like a mirror, and blind like love.
Run like water, taste like wine;
Walk into town about supper time.