The water at home
Is so cold, and so clear,
Made of finer crystal
Than a chandelier,
As good as grain,
And strong as beer--
Get drunk on the water at home!

The water at home,
From the heart of the well,
Makes the best perscription
For a long, hot spell...
Calls from afar,
Like a dinner bell...
It's priceless, the water at home!

Not sealed in the ground,
Shut off from the pur'fyin airs of heaven...
No! Open to the sun...
Bucket brings the flavor and scent of heaven.

And the soil at home
Is as dark as the sky
On a starless midnight,
And I'll tell you why...
It's rich as life,
'Cause it's watered by

The fragrant and flavorful...

Moist and miraculous...

Water at home.