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”