| Colorado passes by like writing on a wall
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| Headed Eastward down to New Orleans
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| Dipping into Texas as the stars are fading out
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| But there’s still a lot of country in-between
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| When I left California, I was 29 years old
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| And the world just spun me ‘round
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| Now I just watch Louisiana
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| Scroll across the windowpane
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| And I face in the direction I am bound
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| Cover up the sun
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| Let the river run
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| Make the waters come and wash me away
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| Me, Clifton, and the King of Cats
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| Sat down in the road
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| Pedro said, «Boys, we’re three of kind»
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| He said «I've sat with river rats
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| And I’ve hung my hat with diplomats
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| I had 4 brothers once upon a time»
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| He said they toured the country far away from the Rio Grande
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| But the road just wore them down
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| So they bought a house beside a lake outside of New Orleans
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| And they stared in the direction of the escalating sound
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| Cover up the sun
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| Let the river run
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| Take this good man’s son and wash him away
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| Sister Indecipherable is talking to a wall
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| Back in New York City, she’s a queen
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| Resurrect or genuflect
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| She saves the ones she can’t protect
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| And keeps the chapel pris- (if not Sis-) tine
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| She drinks Absinthe mixed with Kerosene to keep herself upright
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| But the world still brings her down
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| If you can’t keep your shit together when God is on your side
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| What chance do you have when he’s not around?
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| Make that water run
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| Let the river come to wash me away
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| People of the Mardi Gras in their Tuesday best
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| Waiting for the South to rise again
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| Children of Geronimo grieving for the West
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| Feather dressed and marching their refrain
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| And in the dark of Armstrong Park
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| The marching bands ascend
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| But they never make a sound
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| Just a quiet prayer for Congo Square
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| A silent conversation there
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| With the night to rest our eyes in
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| We just look to the horizon for the change
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| Cover up the sun
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| Let the river run
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| Pray the waters come to wash me away
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| Color in the sky
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| Make the diesel fly
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| Lay me down to die and take me away |