| Well, she’s got me over deep waters
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| She’s got me out on a limb
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| She’s sawed it out from under me
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| And I ain’t even learned to swim
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| I keep a-scrathing at the muddy bank
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| But all I do is slide
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| I keep a-begging of her to love me
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| But just to be denied
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| Well, somerbodies gonna get wet
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| Somebodies gonna drown
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| It looks to me like if this will be
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| My third time down
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| Well she wanted me to take her boatin'
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| She just wants to paddle around
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| And her I am twenty miles from shore
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| And she throwed my paddler down
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| She pulled my cork from the boat
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| And here I’m a-sinking fast
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| If someone won’t come rescue me
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| I don’t know how long I’ll last
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| 'Cause, somerbodies gonna get wet
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| Somebodies gonna drown
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| It looks to me like this will be
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| My third time down
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Well, she wanted me to take her a-wadin'
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| She just wants to wet her feet
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| But here I am up to my neck
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| In the middle of the famous old creek
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| I keep a-scrathing at the muddy bank
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| But all I do is slide
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| I keep a-begging for her to love me
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| But just to be denied
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| So, somerbodies gonna get wet
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| Somebodies gonna drown
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| It looks to me like if this will be
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| My third time down… |