Lyrics:
Of shame or conscience
Take my open heart into The Great Salt Mines
Under Lake Erie, By Whiskey Island
Take my open heart into The Great Salt Mines
Under
Erie, Perch that is
The Lake Erie perch, it is so tasty, Yeah
Just drop down your line with a shiny mini
Bread the fillets up just so, deep fry them in
Woke up this morning feeling great
Call me Erie Lake
Woke up this morning feeling great
Call me Erie Lake
Woke woke up this morning feeling great
it'd do me any good at all
I could swim Lake Erie with my hands tied behind me
Eat a West Virginia coal miner's shoes
Drink the Mississippi River if
it'd do me any good at all
I could swim Lake Erie with my hands tied behind me
Eat a West Virginia coal miner's shoes
Drink the Mississippi River if
lucky
Running Route 23 to a home in Ohio
Samuel T. Falbo found work on Lake Erie
Pouring four hundred miles of the Ohio Turnpike
With his two older
take drip but ain't really
Diluted like paint thinner, I'm too great like Lake Erie
Tryna make sum green like fake piercing, slept on ain't Ridley
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered
In a musty old hall in
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered
In a musty old hall in
Of the storms out on Lake Erie
Where vessels and cargos and fortunes
And sailor's lives were lost
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted,
And I have been
Yes, went they through the Lehigh Valley
To Lake Erie past Virginia
And the land called out its challenge
Bring your men to match our mountains
See
stories
Of the storms out on Lake Erie
Where vessels and cargoes and fortunes
And sailors' lives were lost.
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted,
On a rainy night!
But whadda they do when skies are dreary
Along Lake erie?
And whadda they do in St Louis
When nights are dewy?
And whadda they do in
stories
Of the storms out on Lake Erie
Where vessels and cargoes and fortunes
And sailors' lives were lost.
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted,
On a rainy night!
But whadda they do when skies are dreary
Along Lake erie?
And whadda they do in St Louis
When nights are dewy?
And whadda they do in
On a rainy night!
But whadda they do when skies are dreary
Along Lake erie?
And whadda they do in St Louis
When nights are dewy?
And whadda they do in
the sea
You're going grey, my baby
Still the war is waging endlessly
Day after day, day after day
Way up in the sky
Over the city and lake Erie
You
To the days back on the farm.
I can see my father smilin'
And me swingin' on his arm.
I can hear my granddad's stories
Of the storms out on Lake Erie,
Where
On a rainy night!
But whadda they do when skies are dreary
Along Lake erie?
And whadda they do in St Louis
When nights are dewy?
And whadda they do in
you baby
Before and after I’ll remain to
The day with a theory, from here to lake
Erie you know that the devil’s a liar!
The choir, I sit on my phone
the sea
You're going grey, my baby
Still the war is waging endlessly
Day after day, day after day
Way up in the sky
Over the city and lake Erie
You
charisma left blurry, bitches is lookin at me leary
Feelin weary as we sink 'em, to the bottom of Lake Erie, hear me
One lyrical genius man, I mean I'm
blinded passenger
Staring down at fright
We said don't we love misery
Maybe we were right
Maybe we were right
Far above Lake Erie
We got lost
below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
With the gales of November remembered
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