Little Annie Vickers is boarding up windows And a rows all get stranded on a silos Hey, there Annie, don't even think it So much water and you can't even drink it Well, maybe by Christmas they'll dig up the rows Take whatever you can, girl, and leave the rest for the crows Leave the rest for the crows
Living in Crawford for fifteen years Nothing much ever happens round here And, no one believed the water would come Til the sky grew dark and it swallowed the sun And it rained for forty-two nights and forty-two days And everything that we love is floating away
How long til our dreams run dry Don't know but we're staying On our knees we raise our eyes Holding on and praying to find one blue sky
Mrs Wilson sits with an insurance adjuster Big city boy, she never did trust him Have you been getting the letters I'm sending Cause the preacher swears that the world is ending Well, if there's a way out, wish someone would show us We keep looking around here for some modern day Moses
How long til our dreams run dry Don't know but we're staying On our knees we raise our eyes Holding on and praying to find one blue sky
We will dig in our heels hard as we can But the backyard looks like the Rio Grande And I wonder will it wash us clean or wash us away
How long til our dreams run dry Don't know but we're staying On our knees we raise our eyes Holding on and praying to find one blue sky
(How long til our dreams run dry) (Don't know but we're staying) On our knees we raise our eyes Holding on and praying to find one blue sky (Blue sky) one blue sky