Lyrics
[Intro]
Early mornin' light, got that rig on the line,
Michigan's own, we're makin' that water shine.
Meet at dawn, gear up, and get ready to go,
For that shining borehole, deep down below.
[Verse 1]
Truck rolls outta the yard, Peterbilt leadin' the way,
Rigs fire up, it's a brand new day,
Searchin' for that sweet, clean flow,
In the earth where the cold waters grow.
[Pre-Chorus]
Drill by drill, foot by foot,
Diggin' deep where the good water's shut,
Hear that bell, jingle ling, ding,
Pay dirt is mine, hear that water sing.
[Chorus]
Flowin' pure from Michigan's land,
Drillin' down to where the water man,
Brings that life to every home,
A gift from the earth, clean and strong.
[Verse 2]
Silence breaks with a mighty shout,
When the drill hits that sweet spot, no doubt,
Mills of dirt, a shower of dust,
Sink the pipe, it’s a must.
[Pre-Chorus]
Watch the water rise, like a mountain stream,
In this country’s heart, the American dream,
Lining up those pipes, oh so neat,
Pouring life, a fresh water treat.
[Chorus]
Flowin' pure from Michigan's land,
Drillin' down to where the water man,
Brings that life to every home,
A gift from the earth, clean and strong.
[Bridge]
From the early break of dawn,
To the creek till the work is gone,
We keep on digging, keep the flow,
For every family, high or low.
[Outro]
So here’s to the drillers, the land and the rain,
Bringing water, soothing pain,
Michigan’s pride, clear and bright,
Water life — pure and right.
Details
GeneratedMay 19, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country, folk-inspired, acoustic guitar, harmonica, storytelling vibe with a steady rhythm.
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