| Had lips like candy
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| Hair floated like water
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| Skin like velvet made
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| The whole damn world slow down
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| She was a preacher’s daughter
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| Never did what daddy taught her
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| And the rebel in her soul
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| Brought her to me
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| The river was cold
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| And the river was wide
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| She flowed from the mountain
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| Straight across the great divide
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| And her heart ran cold
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| But her love runs deep
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| She is fire on the mountain
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| Wrecking everyone she meets
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| She’s like rain when she rolls in
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| But that sunshine in her thunder
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| Makes the loneliest heart wonder
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| If the ride is worth the pain
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| Might not be storm clouds in sight
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| Oh but don’t you worry friend
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| She’s coming around the bend
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| She’s holding lightning in both hands
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| Lord, please know
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| It’s not time for me to go
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| The river has my heart
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| She’s the keeper of my soul
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| On one side of the water
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| Sweet everlasting grace
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| The other side could end your life
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| Or steal your breath away
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| She’s a natural disaster
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| She’ll tear the land in two
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| She’s running to be running
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| Because it’s all she knows to do
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| She’s a tumbleweed rolling
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| A river running wild
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| A hurricane blowing
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| She’s the calm after the storm
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| Under an Appalachian sunset sky
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| She’s like rain
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| She rolls in
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| But there’s sunshine in her thunder
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| She’s coming around the bend
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| She’s holding lightning in both hands |