Lyrics:
I've seen the lights of gay Broadway,
Old Market Street down by the Frisco Bay,
I've strolled the Prado, I've gambled on the Bourse;
The seven
swervin'
Hit a fastbreak on that bitch
Like I'm Irving
When she left the cabin
She was limping and hurting
Can't give you respect cus I know you don't
Dreamed about the old man
Fire in his eyes
As he stared across a river bridge
And watched a low sunrise
Nothing stops the sun he said
That much I
a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For
a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For
gonna win it one day
So I say
Let's go down, down by the river
It's another round, I might be the winner
Got the snake eyes vice, soon they'll be rolling
Have you seen old man Riley?
Have you seen old man Riley?
Have you seen old man Riley?
Down by the riverside
I've not seen old man Riley
I've not
man,
He earned our living with his hands
He had to cross the river every day
He picked up a union card out of the neptune yard
Mouths to feed
Wonderin' how to cross the river
On a cold and windy night
With the water ragin' higher
By the moon's shinin' light
Suddenly a man stepped
Dm F G Bb
Old man go to the river
C A7 Dm F7
To drop his bale of woes
Bb G F Dm
He could go
There was one open seat
At the end of a crowded bar
By a grungy old man
With a dirty glass and old cigar
If you're going to drink bourbon Mack
By me
by the river, with a guy just like Terry
Or maybe it was some other man
It had to be Terry, we've got to believe that
He would never hurt her
I'm
Crossing the line in the dead of night
Five years old and on the run
This ain't no game, boy, don't make a sound
And watch that man with the gun
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen
There he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
does her best work on her back
But if you're 'wakend
By an obscene call
I sprayed your number on the Berlin wall
I've seen the soldiers as they
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
life giver
Baptize me in the ways of earth
Death, rebirth and freedom
The river takes our stories away
Needs and hours, even prison terms go by
Seeds
You're the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
the first time
And told me you'd love me fort he first time
In Amsterdam, I took you to the old canal
Whispered how we changed scares me as hell
In the air
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