Lyrics

Water Off The Back Of A Duck

©1999 George Ireton /Van Atwell

Well I?ll admit I cried when she left me
My old pickup truck had just broke down
I lost my job I had for twenty years
My house had burned to the ground

Oh, but don?t think I?m sittin? here cryin? hard times
I?m still alive and doin? fine
No, don?t pity me cause I?m down on my luck
Cause its water off the back of a duck

I?m still alive and I will survive
Its water off the back of a duck

Well the police came callin? Monday morning
They said I?d overdrawn my account
I needed twenty thousand but I only took ten
I didn?t think they?d miss that amount

Now, the boll weevil ate all my cotton
And the blight took away all my grain
My rooster won?t crow and my chickens won?t cluck
But its water off the back of a duck

My fields are flooded over and I?m stuck in the muck
But its water off the back of a duck

Now, I?m just like old Job in the bible
Trouble seems to roll right over me
I?m prayin? for the day when life will turn my way
It?s bound to get better, wait and see

But now, my stomach?s shakin? hands with my backbone
I?m so hungry I might even eat a skunk, Whew!
But if I starve to death, I?ll never give up
Cause its water off the back of a duck

I don?t worry what to do, cause I?m just passin? through
Its water off the back of a duck.