Lyrics:
brother Ed's on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night
A house boat by it called the Gin Palace
Docked in White Trash Bay
We serve homemade tequila 23 hours a day
We got hand rolled cigars and a 3 foot
say "oh lord let it be"
c place by the river
Manningtree
Do you remember the time we
Played in the mud and sand?
I gave you my heart
cnd into the river
Boeke at the Bokeh lounge with ladies
If you're looking for some fun, catch the grey ghost lady
It's amazing
Watch the sunset right down by the river
the scenery
Blue boats came passing by. The river seemed so still
And you were busy taking photographs
One waiter humming high the Beatles song "I Will"
danced lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged
By
Uncle Sam's fair land
It's that King Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide
Uncle Sam's fair land
It's that King Columbia River and the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the rippling waters glide
Comes
Standing once more by a boat on a river
He pushes it off while he stays on the land
And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer
Which someone had
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
Hold on gotta go rogue
I'm on a Noah boat
I'm alone there's no other
So dope my son walk on water
Low blow 'cuz she know the ho my lover
Flow gold
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Sea
But she cut right back through Tennessee
Well, the settlers come by raft
And boat bringin' everything that could stay a float
But like a loco horse
on a boat up the river
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
There there child, there's a glint
These woods have witnessed
Our tribes’ bloodshed
Traces of carnage
Dye the ground red!
Blood Stained Ground (4x)
(Chorus)
This is our blood flowing down
Must Cross The River
Take my hand and I will lead you safely
There's no need to be dismayed
Though it's dark there will be no danger
There's no need
I heard a train whistle blowin', people was a yellin'
There's a man on the railroad track
By the river, brown sack on his back
Well, don't look now,
made me feel
And he'd say, "Turn it left and steer it right
Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine"
Just a little valley by the river where
made me feel
And he'd say, "Turn it left and steer it right
Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine"
Just a little valley by the river where
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
bathe in the wake to baptize your crew
When I'm down by the river, bangin' from Sydney
Hand on my outboard fangin' my dinghy
Streams run free, all over
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
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