| Sitting by the riverside, watching water flowing
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| I know where I’ve been babe, but don’t know where I’m going
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| Still drifting with the breeze, setting sail for somewhere
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| Way out on that blue horizon, way out on the edge of nowhere
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| Rocket science ranchboy hasn’t got a clue
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| Location high and lonesome, floating in the blue
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| Talking 'bout the good times, takin' 'bout the bad
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| Reeling through the years, maybe feeling sad
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| Once this was tomorrow, now it’s yesterday
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| It’s a rare affair that keeps me there, well what else can I say
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you
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| A band of broken angels, twanging in the void
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| A drummer with a hollow drum, overcome and overjoyed
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| Blowing like a blues boy, ringing like a bell
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| This could be a time for love, but only time will time
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| Sitting by the riverside, watching water flowing
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| I know just where I’ve been you know, but don’t know where I’m going
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| Just keep going
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you know you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you, you’ll never find it here
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| If you didn’t bring it with you |