| The river that runs through my hometown
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| Used to freeze over in the winter
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| We’d go down to the waters edge
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| With a jug of red wine
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| And the girl I loved most of my life
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| She’d take my hand and with a smile
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| We’d walk across the water to pass the time
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| Her mother would pray
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| With the porch light on so she could find her way
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| She said «If you don’t believe than how can you make it through, if
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| There’s nothing but lies then how will my children learn to tell the truth
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| If you don’t believe darling what can you do, cause if nothing really
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| Matters, then what’s the use»
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| About 5 days after I turned 16 she grabbed my face
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| And swore to me this town will crush the life from all my dreams
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| So she stole the keys to her daddy’s car
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| And with fear in her eyes, she begged for my arms
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| But no matter what she said, i wasn’t ready to leave
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| And her father would wait
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| With the porch light on till she could find her way
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| And he’d said «If you don’t believe than how can you make it through, if
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| There’s nothing but lies then how will your children learn to tell the
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| Truth. |
| If you don’t believe darling what can you do, cause if nothing
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| Really matters, then what’s the use»
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| And the place they say I got my eyes
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| Is from a broken man who never smiled in pictures
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| He wouldn’t know me on the street
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| Now you can cross your heart a thousand times
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| But most nights I’m left here wondering why I ever loved someone
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| Who’s so afraid of me
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| I’d sit and I’d wait, for the porch light on till she comes back to me
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| And I’d say, «If you don’t believe than how can we make it through, if
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| There’s nothing but lies then how will our children learn to tell the
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| Truth. |
| If you don’t believe darling what can we do, cause if nothing
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| Really matters, I said, if nothing really matters, oh love if nothing really
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| Matters, then what’s the use?» |