In the cave of Adullam
Sits David and his men
And he knows the whole Philistine army
Wants him dead
Tired and worn from the battle
He rests his weary head
Thoughts of home now flood his mind
And this is what he said
Oh that I had just one drink
From the well of Bethlehem
I could fight another battle
Maybe get a second wind
Just a little taste of home
Would renew my strength again
If only I had just one drink
From the well of Bethlehem
The battlefield is raging
As another day begins
And I feel the world
And the powers of darkness closing in
The battle scars are many
And it seems my strength is gone
I think of soldiers who've gone on
And my heart longs for home
At home they're in their favorite places
Gathered 'round the well
And they draw from heavens
Never-ending spring
No other well can quench this thirst
But the one from Bethlehem
And my thirsty soul
It longs for one more drink
Just a little taste of home
Would renew my strength again
If only I had just one drink
From the well of Bethlehem