Mirage - Sheb Wooley
The worse I thirst for water the more
It comes to my sight
I see a clear blue lake before me
We'll quench out thirst tonight
So move along ol' pony
Soon we'll thirst no more
And when we reach
That haven you'll graze along the shore
We've wandered through the wasteland
Just one more hill to climb
Then we'll drink our fill of water
And rest for a long long time
I see the water is sinking sinking
Into the burning sand
And we will die for water
Here in this barren land
So move along ol' pony
Just one more hill to climb
And we'll drink our fill of water
And rest for a long long time
