Swingin' blues rock about being about as low as a guy gets!
The best band you've never heard! Original, captivatingly clever songs that really have a groove. Defies one simple catagory... loved by all!
Story behind the song
We were living in a real French ruin that someone let us stay at over one winter. It leaked, the wood stove was caked in creosote, we only had pallets to burn, the well had nasty, bad water.... then I imagined how much worse it would have been without my honey.
Lyrics
Bad water in the well
Not much wood out the back
And I’m rattle-tooth cold
In this stack stone shack
No jingle in my pocket
My shoes are wearin’ thin
My next meal is coming
but I don’t know when
If I just had me a woman
keep me warm at night
Some sweet little mama
would make everything all right
I could do the cooking
I could even clean
And I swear, I swear, I swear
I’d never treat her mean
Well there’s only one
depression in my bed
It’s a big one
Lordy, It fills up my head
Maybe when winter’s over
and the work returns
I’ll be like a millionaire
with money to burn!
But, there’s bad water...
