| When I saw him by the river
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| He just smiled and closed his eyes
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| He said you know that you’re gonna give her
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| One more present — one more lie
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| I didn’t see him for a while then
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| Though I heard his name around
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| So I walked down a hundred miles when
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| On that Iron Bridge it was him I found
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| I said you know that I have wandered
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| By the dust here on my feet
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| For every present that I have squandered
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| On every false heart that I meet
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| But I can’t take back what I gave them
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| No, I can’t make right what I’ve made wrong
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| I can’t pretend that I tried to save them
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| When they were drowning in my song
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| So I don’t come here for a new scar
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| For to cover the things I’ve done
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| I just come here to see how you are
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| Maybe see how I’ve become
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| Well he lay there on that Iron Bridge
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| Where the Earth and the waters part
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| He said Hello there well ain’t you gonna give |