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The Water Carrier
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Crystal fountain springing from the hill.
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It irrigates your soul.You may drink your fill.
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Water of life, carried high.
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One hand upon the gallon jar. Feel her fix my eye.
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Every good traveller's for the taking.
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All good money for the making.
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Seller's market: wet appeal.
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Water carrier --- let's make the deal.
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Covered face and black pool eyes.
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Between us, no words spoken: no words to the wise.
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Here's to another time and a drink somewhere.
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Plush on a Naïn carpet; on a café chair
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Every good traveller's for the taking.
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All good money for the making.
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Seller's market: wet appeal.
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Water carrier --- let's make the deal.
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The Water Carrier
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| Jethro Tull |
