| These are just the simple facts
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| I will relate to you
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| Though they are not connected
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| Each and every one is true
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| If they seem a bit untidy
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| Well unraveling them is fun
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| I will not stand corrected
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| I have not harmed anyone
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| I just let it ride
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| Ride let it ride
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| Leave on the evenin' tide
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| Just let it ride
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| When I listen to my heart
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| I sometimes fail to find
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| One sane and simple answer
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| On the bright side of my mind
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| Even when I’m sleeping
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| I can’t seem to unwind
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| I just let it ride
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| I knew a man from Windsor
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| Who went to Detroit every night
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| And stateside of the tunnel
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| Customs agents gave him flight
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| He threw his stash in the river
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| And his bedroll on the ground
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| And when they finally got there
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| A sleeping man was all that they found
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| He just let it ride
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| Ride let it ride
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| Leavin' on the evenin' tide
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| Just let it ride
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| Hear the steeple bell ring out
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| Above my lobster pots
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| I might be out here fishin' man
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| But that ain’t where it stops
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| The mouths I feed are many
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| And they all say thanks a lot
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| They just let it ride
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| One day when I’m old and gray
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| 'N consider what’s gone by
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| I always will be proud of
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| Every tear I’ve ever cried
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| And all of the old jokes we told
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| Around the candle light
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| To all those tender damsels
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| Who had helped us through the night
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| They just let it ride
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| Ride let it ride
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| Leavin' on the evenin' tide
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| Just let it ride
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| I’m gonna let it ride
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| Here’s to the girls of London
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| And the ones from Montreal
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| We never will forget them
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| We still fantasize them all
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| I knew one in St. Louis
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| On a Missouri afternoon
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| I met one up in Shanghai
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| And another in Rangoon
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| I just let it ride
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| Ride let it ride
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| Leavin' on the evenin' tide
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| Just let it ride
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| Ride ride ride
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| I’m gonna let it ride
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| Leavin' on the evenin' tide
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| Just let it ride |