Half a mile from the county fair And the rain came pourin' down Me and Billy standin' there With a silver half a crown Hands are full of fishin' rods And tackles on our back We just stood there gettin' wet With our backs against the fence Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water I hope it don't rain all day And it stoned me to my soul, whoa whoa Stoned me just like Jelly Roll Stoned me Stoned to my soul, oh whoa Stoned me just like comin' home Stoned me And the rain let up and the sun come up And we were gettin' dry Almost glad a pick-up truck nearly passed us by Well we jumped right in and the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road Now, we looked at the swim and we jumped right in Not to mention fishin' poles Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water But it'll rain all over me And it stoned me to my soul, oh oh Stoned me just like Jelly Roll Stoned me Stoned me to my soul, whoa oh Stoned me just like Jelly Roll Stoned me