Lyrics / Dealing with erosion

Dealing with erosion, praying for some rain.
No water from heaven, so I'm at it again,
keeping time with my bottle
while Marie slips away.
Place a mark in her bible.
Praying for some rain.

Billy died of pneumonia when the dust settled in.
I'm, alone with my shot gun, hit the bottle, again.
Search the sky for an answer.
Don't know how to begin.
Marie, alone with her bible.
Praying for some rain.

A church bell calls to the sinners
And guess who'll be wandering in:
all the crooked town winners,
quick to call Jesus a friend.

Dealing with erosion. Don't think I'll see any rain.
Marie's at rest with her bible. I hit the bottle again,
and focus on the cold metal.
Shotgun tempting my hand:
a lesson plain and beautiful
Just like praying for rain.

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