Many a time i walked
A well beaten track
In my search for water
Cool clear water
It was hot and dry
The sun hung high
When i searched for water
Cool clear water
Mischief', the blue healer and i
Searched low and high
So we could taste the water
Cool clear water
The creek we found
Low in the ground
We bathed ourselves with water
Life giving water
Cool clear water

Written saturday 20 november 2004

Allan James Saywell

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