My harp is tuned to the mourning wind 
My flute to the voice that weeps within 
And I taught the widows' hearts to sing 
You're such a nasty little girl 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta drown, drown, drown 
Turned back, had a fall from grace 
Now we find each other face to face 
The wells you drank from all ran dry 
Now you are standing all alone 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
I hope this letter finds you well 
You're such a nasty little girl 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta drown, drown, drown 
My harp is tuned to the mourning wind 
My flute to the voice that weeps within 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta come to the river 
If you wanna taste the water 
Gotta drown, drown, drown