Love in a Watercan

This is a love song
 To whom that I don't know
 I took me to a woman's house
 Where wine and water flow
 I love a girl like a watershed
 But she sure don't love me
 She's got a sullen crawfish head
 All full of old whiskey.
 But who is she with rosy cheeks
 And hair like trickling fire
 Soft and clear as mountain creeks
 And music in your ear
 And has she got a silver bell
 Beneath that noon-time dress
 That's got me in her sunny well
 And near her sighing breast.
 This is a love long
 To whom that I don't know
 When you're laughing at my door
 You melt that lasting snow
 This is a love song
 To whom that I don't know
 But I'll take your hand in a watercan
 And a-drinking we will go.
 This is a love song
 To whom that I don't know
 I took me to a woman's house
 Where wine and water flow.