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By the rivers of babylon, where we sat down
Yeah we wailed, remembered Zion
By the rivers of Babylon, where we sat down
Yeah we wailed, remembered
be a Painter Man

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By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we
be a painter man

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By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we
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By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we wept
When we
By the rivers of Babylon,where we sat down
Yeaaaaeah we wept, remembered Zion (Repeat x2)
When the wicked carried us away in captivity
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By the rivers of babylon,where we sat down
Yeah we wept, remembered zion
Yeah we wept, remembered zion
When the wicked carried us away in
a little deeper in the well
My daddy used to tell me don't be fooled by what you see
If you want to get to the heart of things you gotta look way down deep
The moonlight shattered as it crashed on the river.
We both knew we'd never be the same:
'Cause love changes everything.

I think your Daddy wondered but I
daddy worked the river as a flat boat man
to pay the rent at the holy land
a trailer park in a shantytown
hook up and water, no money down. . .
river flow 

Melanie asked you for permission to weep, report two more 
I'm made a fool 
Next time a cool joke 
But I can not go back to that town
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high
Far from a river where things grow green
The flowers weep and they lean away
From the blood stained soil
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back snd everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer but all he ever
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On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back
And everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track

We kept chickens in a pen in the back and everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
And we kept chickens in a pen in the back and everybody said we was po' folks

My daddy was a farmer but all he
to his mama
It's months since they've seen daddy
There's a pale light shinin'
From a bare refrigerator
By the stained cracked plaster
By the cold
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
with a scribble, now I'm flowing a river
She say my heart cold I'm naming my son December
Whitney died night before the Grammys, damn, what a memory