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The river rolls and the river winds |
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And it seems to do something for my peace of mind |
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Though I didn't know it, I came here looking to find |
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A place to forget about my troubles for awhile |
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I saw a mother with her little baby when I was walking here |
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There's something 'bout a little baby that makes me laugh |
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They don't seem to have a care |
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And I wonder if I'm ever gonna feel that way again |
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Until then, I'll find some time to spend down by the river |
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I spend a lot of time looking forward |
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Looking back and looking down at my feet upon the ground |
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I fell backwards and when I opened my eyes |
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I found myself staring straight up in the sky |
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And it seemed like there was something there to learn |
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When I realized I had nowhere else to be |
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And the only sound that mattered was the wind that blowed so gentle through the trees |
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Such a harmony down by the river |
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Well I heard music, it was soft and clear |
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And I sang out for the first time, I didn't care who would hear |
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Because I found my answers in the wind and waves |
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And the magic in the little things that happen every day |
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And I played that tune on my old mandolin |
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And I didn't hurt at all for company |
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Because the river likes to sing along and knows the words to every song I play |
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Such a lovely day down by the river |
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Such a lovely day... |
