Song | Big River |
Artist | Dougie MacLean |
Album | Riof |
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We couldn’t be further from home Oh no | |
What’s left of a journey of tears | |
We cry like the curlew Oh Christ save our souls and help hold our fears | |
And it couldn’t be darker than this Oh no | |
Even with so much light in the sky | |
And the sun burns forever we can’t find the shade | |
Though we try and we try …so | |
Big river don’t fool me | |
I’m depending upon a sign | |
I’m relying upon your motion to carry these cares of mine | |
And big river we’re helpless | |
And we bend to your every turn | |
But not even our courage can help us as the big river runs on and on | |
As the big river runs on and on and on | |
To clear this bush will take a whole life I’m sure | |
And even the lives of my sons | |
But we dream of a harvest and Oh how we’ll feast when it finally comes | |
And when sugar cane grows to the wind | |
We’ll think on that journey of tears | |
And the murdering hold of the hellish George Fyfe | |
Will fade with the years …so |
We couldn' t be further from home Oh no | |
What' s left of a journey of tears | |
We cry like the curlew Oh Christ save our souls and help hold our fears | |
And it couldn' t be darker than this Oh no | |
Even with so much light in the sky | |
And the sun burns forever we can' t find the shade | |
Though we try and we try so | |
Big river don' t fool me | |
I' m depending upon a sign | |
I' m relying upon your motion to carry these cares of mine | |
And big river we' re helpless | |
And we bend to your every turn | |
But not even our courage can help us as the big river runs on and on | |
As the big river runs on and on and on | |
To clear this bush will take a whole life I' m sure | |
And even the lives of my sons | |
But we dream of a harvest and Oh how we' ll feast when it finally comes | |
And when sugar cane grows to the wind | |
We' ll think on that journey of tears | |
And the murdering hold of the hellish George Fyfe | |
Will fade with the years so |
We couldn' t be further from home Oh no | |
What' s left of a journey of tears | |
We cry like the curlew Oh Christ save our souls and help hold our fears | |
And it couldn' t be darker than this Oh no | |
Even with so much light in the sky | |
And the sun burns forever we can' t find the shade | |
Though we try and we try so | |
Big river don' t fool me | |
I' m depending upon a sign | |
I' m relying upon your motion to carry these cares of mine | |
And big river we' re helpless | |
And we bend to your every turn | |
But not even our courage can help us as the big river runs on and on | |
As the big river runs on and on and on | |
To clear this bush will take a whole life I' m sure | |
And even the lives of my sons | |
But we dream of a harvest and Oh how we' ll feast when it finally comes | |
And when sugar cane grows to the wind | |
We' ll think on that journey of tears | |
And the murdering hold of the hellish George Fyfe | |
Will fade with the years so |