Lyrics:
Held up tall as the flames leap high
The green knight holds the holly bush
To mark where the old year passes by.
I can see lights in the distance
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care
Saw my baby down by the river
Knew she'd have to come up soon for air
Sweet
Weighted down by possessions
Weighted down by the gun
Waited down by the river for you to come
And who socks were you darning, poor darling
on a winter's day
In that cold city far away
A city by a river deep
With promises you could not keep
A place where you had gone to try
A place where you had
Shall we gather at the river
At the river the river tonight
Let's go down
Let's go over
Down by the river in the tender light
Down by the river
lights
They say the neon and the jukebox helps the leavin'
That's the reason that I'm
Sittin' in a bar 'stead of fishin' on a river
Wettin' my
of the river
And no light comes
From the empty sky
Tonight
Make it tonight
Tonight
Make it tonight
I left home at midnight
Made for the horizon
No
boat dock
Standing in the river on an old flint rock
Clouds roll by
She get me high
Don't nobody block my view
Hell you can find a spot and watch too
street light
Can't somebody take me home
Can't somebody take me home
The hope that we had left
Wrapped around your ring
That river just rolled on by
I'm enjoying the acoustics
Light jog smooth as cool whip
No games holding no pool stick
No games holding no pool stick
Ay
I'm enjoying the acoustics
reflections, acoustic depth by analysis
Vulnerable, to legal talents
High exposure, requires, mental protection, replica
Artificial dynamic Microsoft
It'd be just another river town
Streets would have a different sound
There'd be no honky tonks with whiskey rounds
No dreamers chasin' dreams down
It's getting dark outside
Daytime is done.
The lights along the river come up
One by one.
Let's make love again
We got time.
I am yours
You
on out I'll be traveling light
Moving on I'll be traveling light
Label Copy
Produced by Wyatt and Thomas
Songwriters: Wyatt Easterling and Eric Bannan
the morning light
I ain't lookin' for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight
Honey rockaway these days, rockaway these nights
Well at a picnic one Sunday
At the river's edge.
[Chorus]
White wolf waits,
Grey wolf howls
At the girl by the river's edge.
The bullet head boys
With their baby blue eyes,
Their
see the sun
You taught me how to be someone, yeah
All my life
You stood by me
When no one else was ever behind me
All these lights
They can't
So far away from home, beyond a distant reach
Faith whispers from the edge, returning piece by piece
A lonely point of light, captured in a final
Lord the light of Your love is shining
In the midst of the darkness, shining
Jesus, Light of the world, shine upon us
Set us free by the truth
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
to keep it burning
Fascinated by it all
The first to wake will stoke the coals
The early morning river rose
The last one in, the swing will break
In a dance hall by the river, I was singing in a travelling band
Just another small town night, with a silver moon shining
I remember when I saw
the light
The play games of magic in the night
Lately I've stayed with the lady from Denver
She said to come by for awhile
Took me on down to her
Music, BMI
Produced by: Wyatt
Acoustic guitar: Wyatt Easterling, Wyatt's Woodshed Studio, Chapel Hill, NC
Cello and Viola: David Henry at David's House,
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