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Betty came by on her way |
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Said she had a word to say |
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About things today |
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And fallen leaves. |
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Said she hadn't heard the news |
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Hadn't had the time to choose |
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A way to lose |
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But she believes. |
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Going to see the river man |
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Going to tell him all I can |
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About the plan |
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For lilac time. |
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If he tells me all he knows |
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About the way his river flows |
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And all night shows |
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In summertime. |
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Betty said she prayed today |
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For the sky to blow away |
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Or maybe stay |
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She wasn't sure. |
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For when she thought of summer rain |
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Calling for her mind again |
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She lost the pain |
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And stayed for more. |
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Going to see the river man |
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Going to tell him all I can |
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About the ban |
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On feeling free. |
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If he tells me all he knows |
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About the way his river flows |
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I don't suppose |
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It's meant for me. |
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Oh, how they come and go |
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Oh, how they come and go. |