| Blood and water bound to overflow
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| Blood and water bound to overflow
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| Well there’s no more high water
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| But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know
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| He was sent up on the levee
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| Now they’ve gone up country
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| They won’t do nothing for you now
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| And don’t go asking me
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| They’ve gone — it’s all over here
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| Sometimes I’d see her passing
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| With the evening coming on
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| I’ve seen you on her pathway
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| I’ve seen you at dawn
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| Look over yonder at that empty shack
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| You know as well as I do
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| They ain’t coming back
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| They’re gone — it’s all over here
|
| Blood and water bound to overflow
|
| Blood and water bound to overflow
|
| Well there’s no more high water
|
| But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know
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| So many promises
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| We broke them, every one
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| Kept people on the levees
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| With sherrifs and shotguns
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| They’re gone — it’s all over here
|
| Look over yonder at that empty shack
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| You know as well as I do
|
| They ain’t coming back
|
| They’re gone — it’s all over here
|
| Blood and water bound to overflow
|
| Blood and water bound to overflow
|
| Well there’s no more high water
|
| No more high water
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| There’s no more high water
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| But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know |