| You keep looking out my window
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| At the driftwood floating by
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| Like a flock of birds in falltime
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| You’re just itching to fly
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| I know I cannot hold you
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| Cause you live life to the hilt
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| So go on get out of here girl
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| I don’t want your guilt
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| Go on and roll down your river Babe
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| I’ll bet you’ll make that muddy water churn
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| You’ve earned every scar
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| That you brought with you Baby
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| But there’s one lesson that you’ll never learn
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| What goes down that river don’t return
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| I remember when you washed up on my doorstep
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| You had a dirty face, a damp dress and a dream
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| But now you’re just a fish out of the water, Baby
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| It’s time to throw you back into the stream
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| So go on and roll down your river Babe
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| I’ll bet you’ll make that muddy water churn
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| You’ve earned every scar
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| That you brought with you Baby
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| But there’s one lesson that you’ll never learn
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| What goes down that river don’t return
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| Now don’t you bleed on me about all our good times
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| Don’t tell me that you’ll never be the same
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| Don’t tell me anything but goodbye Baby
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| More than that would be just another game
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| So go on and roll down your river Babe
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| I’ll bet you’ll make that muddy water churn
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| You’ve earned every scar
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| That you brought with you Baby
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| But there’s one lesson that you’ll never learn
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| What goes down that river don’t return
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| You leave me with a month of your sweet madness
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| You leave me with your music in my head
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| You leave me with the mystery of the river rolling
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| You leave me with a desert for my bed
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| So go on and roll down your river Babe
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| I’ll bet you’ll make that muddy water churn
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| You’ve earned every scar
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| That you brought with you Baby
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| But there’s one lesson that you’ll never learn
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| What goes down that river don’t return |