Dry Land - Laura Gibson

Came through the muddy waters

Maybe I can spot a dry land

If you don’t want me, honey

Then take me hand in hand

'Cos I’m gone so far

I can’t hear your

This is my last time I’m ever

Knocking at your door

And blow my house away

I’m a good ol' girl

But I got no place to stay

And it’s trouble here

And it’s trouble everywhere

Hmm so much trouble

Falling the air

Oohh ohh oh

Oooh ooh

Oh, what you gonna do

When trouble get’s like mine?

What you gonna do

When your trouble gets like mine?

Look in muddy waters

And maybe I can spot a dry land

If you don’t want me, honey

Gonna take it as you can