Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
When you're dying of thirst and the sun boils your brain
Only one thing is worse than a mouthful of sand
When the cornbread's so dry it'll make you slap your mama
When you wake up from a long night of PBR & blotter
Son, you'd better have a swig of Togey Water
Chorus
Togey Water is orange and pale
Just like your sucking on a rusty nail
Noah built the arc and the flood hit the hollow
Forty days and forty nights of Togey Water
Verse 2
It's the cure for pain that creeps up inside us
Chicken pox, consumption, and that mean old hepatitis
Headache and fever, T.B. and tonsillitis
You'll be peeling your potatoes with your arthritis
Shingles and heartburn and encephilitis
Verse 3
I heard tell of a time when my grandpa was small
Bottled and sold it as a cure all
Down in Saratoga they got a little smarter
Days seemed shorter and the summer's hotter
One things the same bet your bottom dollar
There ain't nothing changed about old Togey Water