Lyrics:
wonder is in Uncle Sam's fair land.
That King Columbia river and the great Grand Coulee Dam.
She come up the Canadian Rockies where the crystal waters
the best
In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well, she tore their boats
wonder is in Uncle Sam's fair land.
That King Columbia river and the great Grand Coulee Dam.
She come up the Canadian Rockies where the crystal waters
the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well, she tore their boats to splinters
wonder is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the big Columbia River and the biog Grand Coulee dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling
the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’
the best
In the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well, she tore their boats
the misty crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters and met a watery grave
Well, she tore their boats to splinters
find it again. but when the muddy river starts to rise it covers us all. and when I look into your eyes two tiny clocks two crystal balls we begin again.
Have a little foresight
In my knock-down dream
A half glass of moonshine A can of gasoline
Far away down the river in a boat
Far away down the river
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
as on he rode,
As he rode back to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
he flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra Lirra," by the river
Sang Sir
the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra Lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
Nothing is still in this
Crystal illusion
There is no control
Only change in direction
Find the rhythm
In the river unseen
Use the Momentum
And dare
yet to be
Beneath the moon, on crystal river
Stars (are) reflecting bright as silver
And i watch my face among them
As i fall asleep
On this river
"How'd I get this far without
A bindle full of crystal skulls?"
Cozy local woven goods
Beaded shit for people you have
Never met or spoken to
But know
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
into the crystal mirror,
“Tirra lirra” by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room,
She saw
blues
My baby she done left me
Don't know what I'm gonna do
Verse 2
Drove to the Neches River
Take a ride on my boat,
I went down to the river Lord,
with a smile
Bikers to boat hands and everything between, on a warm Friday night this is where you'll find me
Gimme the Blackwater River, girls with
the motor till it starts, alright
The warnings cover all of Houston County
And the river valley up to Lanesboro
The porch at Crystal Creek it warps
and
An island of choirs
Pillars of crystal and rivers so wide
And beaches that ran out for
Miles with the tide
You have eaten strange foods and
You drank from
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