| I’ll never swim Kern River again
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| It was there that I met her
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| It was there that I lost my best friend
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| Now I live in the mountains
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| I drifted up here with the wind
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| I may drown in still water but I’ll never swim Kern River again
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| I grew up in an oil town but my gusher never came in
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| And the river was the boundary where my darling and I use to swim
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| One night in the moonlight the swiftness swept her life away
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| Now I live at Lake Shasta and
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| Lake Shasta is where I will stay
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| There’s the South San Joaquin where the seeds of the Dust Bowl are found
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| There’s a place called Mount Whitney where the mighty Kern River comes down
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| Now, it’s not deep nor wide but it’s a mean piece of water, my friend
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| I may cross on the highway but I’ll never swim Kern River again
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| I’ll never swim Kern River again
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| It was there that I met her
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| It was there that I lost my best friend
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| Now I live in the mountains
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| I drifted up here with the wind
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| I may drown in still water but I’ll never swim Kern River again |