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Please tell me crimson river |
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Is there a place where I |
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Should search your troubled waters |
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Please don't lie |
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It's been raining for three days |
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And the waters are now high |
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I can't find no crossing |
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I'm afraid I'll drown tonight |
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Wicked river, you don't care |
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You just follow your own course |
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While I weep upon your shore |
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You show me no remorse |
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While the spirits that you took are frowning |
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For me, it seems |
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All waters have the color of drowning |
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Evenings when I used to get back |
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Home again |
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I'd meet my love in this boat |
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On your wave |
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And damned be the moment |
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When my ring went down below |
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Then he smiled and said |
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"I'll get it back for you" |
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Now I wish that every river |
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Would just stop its flow |
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But I fear that this waters |
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Just won't let us go |
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Not now, not tomorrow, not until |
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We're all down there below |