Lyrics The Walkabouts

The Walkabouts

The Wellspring

Knock yourself

And knock again

Roll it all into your hand

And let it spin

There's a wind blowin' hell

From the bottom of the well

Let it fall

Below the belt

Calm, cool and collected

Who could have known

Just how it felt

There's a wind blowin' hell

From the bottom of the well

Anytime at all

Anytime at all

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