| Standing by a riverside
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| A river so deep and so wide
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| Current’s too strong for only one man
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| I know because I tried
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| I got eight oars —
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| Four on either side
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| Is there anybody with me
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| Eight hands four willing hearts
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| Won’t someone answer my plea
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| Well I got in the boat
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| I stayed afloat
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| Some way across I was tiring
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| Well I need someone to help me
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| To get to the other side
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| Along came son of Alabama south
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| He said «I heard you calling
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| If you don’t mind the colour of my skin
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| I’ll help you not to fall in»
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| Then suddenly Joe from out of Tokyo
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| «If my eyes don’t make you nervous
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| I used to handle a junk back home»
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| Said 'Can I be of service'
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| Well we got in the boat
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| We stayed afloat
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| Halfway across we were tiring
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| We got to row this boat together
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| To get to the other side
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| Two more oars
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| Only one seat left
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| One more person to lean on
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| A brotherhood boat to a land called home
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| With our share of freedom
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| Got in the boat
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| Stayed afloat
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| There’s no need to be tiring
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| We rowed this boat together
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| Happiness meets the other side
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| We rowed this boat together
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| Happiness meets the other side
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| We rowed this boat together
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| Happiness meets the other side |