[00:39.57]There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
[00:43.11]And how it green grows there
[00:46.74]And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
[00:49.56]And it's careful and it's careful when I'm there
[00:53.91]And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
[00:57.51]And he was gut-shot runnin' gin
[01:01.14]And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
[01:03.90]And how he held 'em, how he held 'em, held 'em in
[01:05.52]And the water rolls down the drain
[01:09.27](Water rolls down the drain)
[01:11.85]The water rolls down the drain
[01:12.99](Water rolls down the drain)
[01:16.62]Oh, what a lonely thing in a lonely drain
[01:23.58]July, July, July, it never seemed so strange
[01:28.62]July, July, July, it never seemed so
[01:37.32]It never seemed so strange
[01:47.58]This is the story of the road that goes to my house
[01:51.12]And what goes there do remain
[01:54.69]And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
[01:57.60]And the chickens how they rattle chicken chains
[02:01.86]And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
[02:05.46]Though the specifics might be vague
[02:07.35]And I'll say your camisole was sprightly light magenta
[02:11.70]When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
[02:15.99]And the water rolls down the drain
[02:17.28](Water rolls down the drain)
[02:20.43]The blood rolls down the drain
[02:21.09](Water rolls down the drain)
[02:22.26]Oh, what a lonely thing in a blood red drain
[02:32.82]July, July, July, it never seemed so strange
[02:36.87]July, July, July, it never seemed so
[02:49.83]It never seemed so strange, it never seemed so strange
[02:52.71]It never seemed so strange, it never seemed so strange