| Betty came by on her way
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| Said she had a word to say
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| About things today
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| And fallen leaves
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| Said she hadn’t heard the news
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| Hadn’t had the time to choose
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| A way to lose
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| But she believes
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| Going to see the river man
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| Gonna tell him all I can
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| About the plan
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| For lilac time
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| If he tells me all he knows
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| About the way his river flows
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| And all-night shows
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| In summertime
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| Betty said she prayed today
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| For the sky to blow away
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| Or maybe stay
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| She wasn’t sure
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| For when she thought of summer rain
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| Calling for her mind again
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| She lost the pain
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| And stayed for more
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| Going to see the river man
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| Going to tell him all I can
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| About the ban
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| On feeling free
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| If he tells me all he knows
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| About the way his river flows
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| I don’t suppose
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| It’s meant for me
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| Oh, how they come and go
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| Oh, how they come and go |