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I'm sick of tryin, and I'm 6 feet short of dyin' |
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this world don't care if I'm cryin' |
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so tell me, where does a broken man go? |
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I don't understand, I guess I'm kinda like my old man, |
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gonna live and die, just work with my bare hands. |
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So tell me where does a broken man go? |
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I'm goin down to the river, down to the river, |
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that old muddy water gonna clear my mind, |
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down to the river, down to the river, and hope my |
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troubles just float on by. |
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Aw please, just float on by. |
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When I was young, this world was just |
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skippin stones. |
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You could keep what you caught and take it home, |
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so tell me, where did that world go? |
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At 21, that preacher took me back and dunked my head, |
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I gotta get that feelin back again, |
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he said Satan's tryin'a take my soul. |
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I'm goin down to the river, down to the river, |
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that old muddy water gonna clear my mind. |
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Down to the river, down to the river, and watch |
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my troubles just float on, |
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I'm goin down to the river, |
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down to the river , that old muddy water gonna clear |
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my mind, down to the river, down to the river |
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and watch my troubles just float on by. |
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Oh please just float on by. |
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Oh that muddy water, that old delta queen, I'm a calm man, |
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it's gonna set me free. |
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Muddy water, that old delta queen, I'm a calm man, |
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it's gonna set me free. |
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I'm goin down to the river, down to the river |
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that old muddy water gonna clear my mind, |
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down to the river, down to the river |
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and hope my troubles float on, I'm goin down to the river, |
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down to the river, that old muddy water gonna clear my mind, down to the river, down to the river and watch my troubles float on by, oh please just float on by. |
