Chop Wood, Carry Water

We was born in the country
We was raised in town
We was healed in a dirt field
Broken glass on the ground

We was going to the country
We was going to the dogs
Taught to kneel on railroad steel
And creosote logs

And we all chopped wood and carried water
By the holy ghost, and the son, and the father
And the cities we built, they stretched out farther
Until there was no more wood, and no more water

I went home again
I stayed out, and i stayed in
In the rain, on a train
I'm still waiting

And we all chopped wood and carried water
By the holy ghost, and the son, and the father
And the cities we built, they stretched out farther
Until there was no more wood, and no more water

Whether it's hither or yon you go
Please leave a little something left for crow
That was a different place and time
And I don't care if all you got is the one thin dime
Whether it's hither or yon you go
Please leave a little something left for crow

Mountains are mountains
And rivers are rivers
I make my stand, broken arrow in hand
Empty quivered

And we all chopped wood and carried water
By the holy ghost, and the son, and the father
And the cities we built, they stretched out farther
Until there was no more wood, and no more water

Yes, we all chopped wood and carried water
By the holy ghost, and the son, and the father
And the cities we built, they stretched out farther
Until there was no more wood, and no more water