I’m a total sucker for country music. The good stuff – not the ‘pop country’ trite tunes generated in the last decade or so. I mean Outlaw country, Willie & Waylon and the boys country, Hank Williams country, Texas Swing country, George Strait country, Emmy Lou Harris, Rodney Crowell and Rosanne Cash country, California Byrds country… and I love Cowboy Country.
“Cool, Clear Water” was originally written and sung by the Sons of the Pioneers (1934). I like listening to them perform the song, because it reminds me of a shared love of music I have with my father. Here’s a good Pioneer’s version.
“All day I’ve faced the barren waste
Without the taste of water, cool water
Old Dan and I with throats burned dry
And souls that cry for water, cool, clear water“
The song has been running through my mind as I choose to sip water — not wine — and really take a moment to think about the lovely velvety liquid taste. Cleansing, nourishing and so very much more sustaining than alcohol. Wine dehydrates inside and out. Makes me old before my time. Choosing to drink water, instead of the health-damaging choice of alcohol. Plus I can pretend I’m a cowgirl 🙂 out in the desert waiting for Cowboy Dan to come and git me.
P.S. I love Marty Robbin’s smooth-as-water version best: