Lyrics:
grown
And it gets stronger in every way
And it gets deeper let me say
And it gets higher day by day
Do I love you my oh my
River deep, mountain high
If I
a luxury
There are those of little faith it seems
And they beg for truth like charity
And I see them on every street corner
They are holding out one
I hear a bird, Londonderry bird,
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word.
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze,
It well may be it's
chart
To see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly
And asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from
Sometimes
The only way to get a little peace of mind
Is to be by the river
Meet me there
Down by the riverside
That's where I get my meditation
Down
Goodnight, time to call it a day
Sleep tight, dream your troubles away
Goodnight, in spite of any sorrow
There's a brand new day on it's way
you're gonna have it your way or nothing at all
Your way
Little precious has a natural obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She gives him
of the swing-o-sphere
Before yer swing arrives too late.
That's a little too dark.
Still, it is true, we've got breath for such a limited time.
What are ya',
in my arms
That class ring necklace
We're gonna buy that little farm
Way down by the river
Yeah, raise a family
Down in Way Back Texas
Uh-uh,
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
little pussy quiver
Juices running like a river slowly down my kitty litter
Boy I'm so glad I found a nigga like you
A thug like you to make a girl
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
her a letter by my Uncle Thud
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
One day I was riding in a beautiful land
I run smack into an Indian band
I hear a bird, Londonderry bird,
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word.
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze,
It well may be it's
the same
And I feel
The light in your eye
And it's calling me
Stay, just a little bit longer
It burns
Like a fiery star
In the midst of the night
When he was a little boy he was sitting by the river watching the sunset. He watched the sunset and asked his grandfather-“Where the sun going, man?”
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
everyone's trying to make a little work
And everyone's trying to make it first
I was thinking about you that night
Way down by the river at the end
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
I live by the river on the wrong side of town
Nothing much to do here but listen to the sound
Of a train I'll never catch passin' me by
I hear a bird, Londonderry bird,
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word.
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze,
It well may be it's
the people
And we'll erect a different steeple
This little game is fun to do
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
And I'm right here, I'm going too
and a John Deere man
Saving your money, put a ring on her hand
Now you're raising more than a Silver Queen
In a little farmhouse by a field of dreams
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