| He air was swaying round the first guitar I remember
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| We crossed the river by the Ostrum wall 'neath the stars
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| To where the wedding filled the hall
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| My father sang a song
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| Crossing the river, caught in the rain
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| Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain
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| Chased Cathy round the trestles at the edge of the eightsome
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| We watched the lovers round the lodge at the edge of the sea
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| White lights and wooden boards
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| We watched the village take the floor
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| Crossing the river, caught in the rain
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| Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain
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| There is so much I could say to you, but
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| Tonight I’m sticking to the past like glue
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| When life gets tough, when times get hard
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| You have to know exactly who you are
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| Arm in arm, hand in hand
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| You take this woman, you take this man
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| Spirit dancing evermore
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| Endless circles round the floor
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| Last night I drove my children down by the river
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| Past the windows of the hall and the dusts of our years
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| Then the radio came on
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| They said «someone's playing our song»
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| Crossing the river, caught in the rain
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| Crossing the rhythm, caught in the rain
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| Crossing the river, caught in the rain
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| Crossing the rhythm, caught (caught, caught) in the rain |