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Current song lyrics
By the banks of the river where the willows hang down<br />And the wild birds all warble with a low mourning sound<br />Down in the hollow where the water runs cold<br />It was there I first listened to the lies that you told<br />Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face<br />The past I remember time cannot erase<br />A letter you wrote me it was written in shame<br />And I know that your conscience still echoes my name<br />[ harmonica ]<br />Now the nights are so long load sorrow unsteep<br />And nothing is worse than a night wothout sleep<br />I walk out alone and look at the sky too empty to say too lonesome to cry<br />If the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were fishes<br />I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold matches<br />If the ladies were squirrels with a high bushy tail<br />I'd fill up my shotgun with a rock salt and nails
New song lyrics
By the banks of the river where the willows hang down<br />And the wild birds all warble with a low mourning sound<br />Down in the hollow where the water runs cold<br />It was there I first listened to the lies that you told<br />Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face<br />The past I remember time cannot erase<br />A letter you wrote me it was written in shame<br />And I know that your conscience still echoes my name<br />[ harmonica ]<br />Now the nights are so long load sorrow unsteep<br />And nothing is worse than a night wothout sleep<br />I walk out alone and look at the sky too empty to say too lonesome to cry<br />If the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were fishes<br />I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold matches<br />If the ladies were squirrels with a high bushy tail<br />I'd fill up my shotgun with a rock salt and nails
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