The Well

[Verso 1]
 
C F      Am           F 
A mother reaching out with a tiny mouth 
G  Am         C              Am    G 
"I can't just watch the boy die 
Am      G        F            Am 
   All alone, and both of us crying" 
         C    F 
The sand gets wet 
            G      C     F 
There's two little salty piles 
    G          C       F 
Mother and the child alone 
     C   F  Am              F 
Then God, reaching out with mighty hands 
G     Am      C        Dm    G    Am 
"The well was always there 
         G        F              Am 
Fill the skin and give the boy a drink 
        C        F        F 
Let the sand get wet" 
Dm       C                 F 
There is always plenty of water 
Dm               F      F 
Mother and the child