| Down in darkest Chelsea
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| Where all the riverboats lie
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| Of travellers and the river bums
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| And the old timers passin' by
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| Below the lonesome chaos
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| Far from any footskeppin' street
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| Towards the steely ocean
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| There’s a girl I long to meet
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| Baby won’t you come down row with me
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| Where all the river boats lie
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| In the end together we can try to turn the tide
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| Who knows who we’ll return our wings to some of those restless souls
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| Lord knows its what we’re in to now we’ve opened the doors
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| Oh where are you now my lady of the river
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| Are you worthy of your faith
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| For the power to drench your man in love is as strong as the driving rain
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| What do you want my river girl, do you see when you go down
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| In the sky above the river boats, is it your heart that begins to drown
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| Baby won’t you come down row with me
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| Where all the river boats lie
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| In the end together we can try to turn the tide
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| Who knows who we’ll return our wings to some of those restless souls
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| Lord knows its what we’re in to now we’ve opened the doors
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| Oh why do you cry my lady friend
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| The world is at your feet
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| Oh love is knocking at your door just dying to hear you speak
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| Why do you row my riverboat
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| Are you worthy of this pain
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| For what I thought was love in me
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| Just added to my pain
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| Baby won’t you come down row with me
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| Where all the river boats lie
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| In the end together we can try to turn the tide
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| Who knows who we’ll return our wings to some of those restless souls
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| Lord knows its what we’re in to now we’ve opened the doors
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| Baby won’t you come down row with me
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| Where all the river boats lie
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| In the end together we can try to turn the tide
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| Who knows who we’ll return our wings to some of those restless souls
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| Lord knows its what we’re in to now we’ve opened the doors |