Water In the Well

Dear Heavenly Father, what have I done?
Used to have it all, now I'm left with none
The Great State of Georgia came and took the farm away
Because of the bills that I could not pay

My family's name has been here since 1833
A hundred years of sweat and blood handed down to me
So every day I work these fields and every night I pray
The rain, the rain don't ever come and I doubt any's on the way

Oh what will I do when all else fails?
What will I do when no water's in the well?
Oh what will I do when there's nothing left to sell?
Oh, what will I do? Only time will tell

I hear there's work in Richmond and some in New Orleans
But outside that Clarke County line is a world I've never seen
The papers say that the times are tough and money's running low
But the bottom doesn't look so bad when the bottom's all you know

Dear Heavenly Father, I've come before you now
A bottle's in my left hand, a pistol's to my brow
The preacher says salvation will cleanse all my bad deeds
But I could never forgive myself for failing my family

What will I do when all else fails?
What will I do when no water's in the well?
Oh what will I do when there's nothing left to sell?
Oh, what will I do? Only time will tell