Lyrics:
There's an old friend that
I once heard say
Something that touched my heart
And it began this way
I was born by the river
In a little tent
He hasn't seen a drop of rain for months it seems
The rollin' river is nothing; but a tricklin' stream
The crops are dyin' in the harsh sunlight
Climb aboard a butterfly
An' take off on the breeze
Let your worries flutter by
An' do the things you please
In a land where dollar bills
Are
racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.
Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed,
My fire is burning
Climb aboard a butterfly and take off in the breeze
Let your worries flutter by and do the things you please
In the land where dollar bills are
Baptist walking to me with the Maker
My body my body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head
you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.
Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiralled down the river bed,
My fire
I was born by the river
In a little tent
And just like the river
I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know
the rapids
There's only one way that's to ride
Taken down, taken down by the undertow
And I'm spiraled down the river bed
My fire is burning low
Catching
the sky with diamonds
Ah
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there
have all been prayed
Then you just let it come what may
If you're not brave enough to try
Then life will pass you by
All we have is today
There
There's an old friend that
I once heard say
Something that touched my heart
And it began this way
I was born by the river
In a little tent
Leningrad
He's your uncle, not your dad
If you're honest, you don't have to shake and shiver
The food is lousy up the river
It's give and take and he does
Saw Jean Baptiste's walking to me with the Maker
My body is bent and broken
By long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham
and strong
We are bound together by the task that stands before us
And the road that lies ahead
We are bound and we are bound
There is a feeling like
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please:
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
on the river going slow
A cement bag is dropping on down
You know that cement is for the weight dear
You can make a large bet Mackie's back in town
My man
we never learn
Go through life parched and empty
Standing knee deep in a river dying of thirst
The sidewalk is crowded
The city rolls by
And I rush
And feel the trucks rolling by.
Chorus
I see a river, you see a stream
Wise men sleep, it is fools who dream
Men out there, trying to net the moon
Come
preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill
"Go down early"
"Three, four"
"One, two, three, four"
the seaside
I decided to despair
I knew that I could never decide
To leave my darling there
One for the road one for the river flowing
Or is it one for
In Scarlet Town, where I was born
There's ivy leaf and silver thorn
The streets have names that you can't pronounce
Gold is down to a quarter
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
We've been gettin' beat up by this ol' life,
Seems all we got left is Friday and Saturday night
And sometimes Sunday if Monday is a holiday.
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