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Well Ran Dry Video (MV)




Performed By: James House
Featuring: The Blues Cowboys
Length: 3:31
Written by: JAMES HOUSE, RAYMOND BRANNEN JOHN




James House - Well Ran Dry Lyrics




[ Featuring The Blues Cowboys ]

I couldn't leave that fine woman alone
And still feel like living
You see I'd never known
The kind of love she was given

Hurt me so bad I ran out of tears to shed
Where there once was an oasis
Now there's an empty bed
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry

I was digging this hole
Putting the magic gold on my hands
My grave mistake was trusting the banker man
Well the bank went broke
And I killed when I caught him in the cane
I'm still thirsty for the riches
I guess I'll have to wait for the rain
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry

Don't nobody try and touch my riggin
Cause I'm just gonna keep on digging

I'm on the desert of love
And my wallet is filled with flies
I got jail house dreams
And all my schemes have been crucified
Well I'm an empty soul
At the holy water bowl
Waiting on the rising tide
I ain't no saint cause I sure have sinned
Guess that explains the shape I'm in
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry
The well ran dry
The well ran dry
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I couldn't leave that fine woman alone
And still feel like living
You see I'd never known
The kind of love she was given

Hurt me so bad I ran out of tears to shed
Where there once was an oasis
Now there's an empty bed
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry

I was digging this hole
Putting the magic gold on my hands
My grave mistake was trusting the banker man
Well the bank went broke
And I killed when I caught him in the cane
I'm still thirsty for the riches
I guess I'll have to wait for the rain
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry

Don't nobody try and touch my riggin
Cause I'm just gonna keep on digging

I'm on the desert of love
And my wallet is filled with flies
I got jail house dreams
And all my schemes have been crucified
Well I'm an empty soul
At the holy water bowl
Waiting on the rising tide
I ain't no saint cause I sure have sinned
Guess that explains the shape I'm in
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry
The well ran dry
The well ran dry
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Writer: JAMES HOUSE, RAYMOND BRANNEN JOHN
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing

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