Fourteen Rivers Fourteen Floods
Fourteen rivers, fourteen floods Bend your body to the heavens above Don't get drunk, don't get dry Just bring your money next Saturday night Forty miles on a cattle trail With a half-dead mule and nothing on my mind All my life I've been talking fast Taking all the things that I should have let pass Throw my hat on a coffin nail Put another brick in the fire place Well I don't know about you or me But someone got loose back in town
Written by: Beck Hansen
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