*this is a collection of songs written by Buffy Ella Millet, inspired by her hometown of Hathian, Louisiana*

THERE'S SOMETHIN' IN THE WATER

You don't think when you're drinkin',
'Cause you got a real bad thirst,
The summer heat burns up the bayou,
An' the flies are gettin' worse,
You pour into that tall glass,
You dare to take a sip,
But it came out the public tap,
From the swamp straight to your lips.

There's somethin' in the water, don't drink.
There's somethin' in the water, don't drink.
It'll make you sick.
A total lunatic.
There's somethin' in the water, don't drink.

The girls they need some coolin' off,
They say a drop won't do no harm,
Pretty soon they'll be round and fat,
With a squillion babies in their arms.
An' the boys it makes 'em crazy,
They punch, an' kick, an' fight,
Another bar stool broken,
'Cause Lou's watered down their pint.

There's somethin' in the water, don't drink.
There's somethin' in the water, don't drink.
It'll make you sick.
A total lunatic.
There's somethin' in the water,
So baby, don'tcha' drink.