| It’s been rainy and windy for seven days straight
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| I’ve been going to bed early and getting up late
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| I look out my window and it’s one shade of gray
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| My wife and my kids don’t have much to say
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| A man out of work only gets in the way
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| Oh the river is rising now one inch an hour
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| And tonight we’ll be lucky if we still have power
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| But I’ve got a flashlight, an oil lamp and I’m ready to go And a fresh set of batteries for my son’s radio
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| If the dam really breaks, least we’ll know where to go River take me, river take me River take me far from troubled times
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| River take me, river take me River take me far from troubled times
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| If I had a boat you know what I’d do?
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| I’d float me and my family down to Baton Rouge
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| I wouldn’t work in no factory I’d live off the land
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| And live within means of my own two hands
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| Dance Saturday nights to a Zydeco band
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| Oh the river flows and a young man dreams
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| And the river can drown you
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| Or it can wash you clean
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| It can take you away to some other place
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| It can power your cities, carry your waste
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| And give all that you drink a peculiar taste
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| Oh, don’t look to me, I’ve done my time
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| You see I’ve had too many dreams for this one heart of mine
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| And I’ve stood on the bridge with the river below
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| Feeling all of the sadness that a proud man could hold
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| Oh the river is full but there’s no way to go |