| Song | Chilly Water |
| Artist | Widespread Panic |
| Album | Family Circle Stadium - Charleston, SC |
| In the easy chair with my boots on | |
| Melted whiskey in my hand | |
| I couldn't have been asleep for more than three hours | |
| Time to go to work again | |
| Once more I beat the sunrise | |
| And there's a dark breeze at my door | |
| Raise the water from the well up to my face | |
| How could a man like me be poor? | |
| As long as there's water | |
| Chilly wet water | |
| Gimme some of that cool water | |
| Well, my horse's eyes are glassy | |
| He breathed the city in his lungs last night | |
| I lead his natural body | |
| To the trough to regain his might | |
| Red rooster crow them blues here | |
| That Old Blue he round the bull | |
| And the mornin's crying rays of sunrise | |
| It hasn't rained for three weeks full | |
| As long as there's water | |
| Chilly well water | |
| Gimme some of that cool, cool water | |
| Venus light is rising | |
| I lay my buckets inside the shed | |
| And there's a man I see - a stranger | |
| Leaning on the gate outside my fence | |
| Said "I'm riding out from the city | |
| Where they started holding water back last night | |
| I was hoping I could get a drink from your well | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight" | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight | |
| Chilly well, chilly well water | |
| Cool well, chilly well water | |
| Before I ride on |
| In the easy chair with my boots on | |
| Melted whiskey in my hand | |
| I couldn t have been asleep for more than three hours | |
| Time to go to work again | |
| Once more I beat the sunrise | |
| And there s a dark breeze at my door | |
| Raise the water from the well up to my face | |
| How could a man like me be poor? | |
| As long as there s water | |
| Chilly wet water | |
| Gimme some of that cool water | |
| Well, my horse s eyes are glassy | |
| He breathed the city in his lungs last night | |
| I lead his natural body | |
| To the trough to regain his might | |
| Red rooster crow them blues here | |
| That Old Blue he round the bull | |
| And the mornin s crying rays of sunrise | |
| It hasn t rained for three weeks full | |
| As long as there s water | |
| Chilly well water | |
| Gimme some of that cool, cool water | |
| Venus light is rising | |
| I lay my buckets inside the shed | |
| And there s a man I see a stranger | |
| Leaning on the gate outside my fence | |
| Said I m riding out from the city | |
| Where they started holding water back last night | |
| I was hoping I could get a drink from your well | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight | |
| Before I ride on to another city tonight | |
| Chilly well, chilly well water | |
| Cool well, chilly well water | |
| Before I ride on |