| There`s a place by the river in the back of my mind
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| Daddy you showed me but back than I was blind
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| Just give me directions I promise I`ll go Please let me see `cos I`m too young to know
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| Let me see `cos I`m too young to know
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| I found what I searched for a warm August night
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| In a dream in a desert I was high as a kite
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| When I finally learned how to manage my states
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| I poured out my heart on the Buffalo Tapes
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| On those beautiful Buffalo Tapes
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| So give me one if by land
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| Give me two if by sea
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| Give me three if my cool friends are asking for me Tell them I have gone fishing
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| And that no one knows where
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| 'Cos daddy they hate me when I am not there
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| Oh they hate me when I am not there
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| Oh the tip of my pen has run totally dry
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| From hundreds of letters to you asking why
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| They sent invitations they hated my stay
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| They`re shooting my wings while I`m flying away
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| They`re shooting my wings away
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| Now I`m so happy that I`ve broken free
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| Daddy is it all that I hope it will be Will the rain make my river grow into a flow
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| Please let me see `cos I`m too young to know
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| Let me see `cos I`m too young to know |