Lyric Del Rio s Song

I ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By del rio s song.......oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you d know enough

To call in touch that outer frame
The inner gain, a sullen gulch
Which opens up on the way to blindman s bluff

A suburb now of river roads
Where quandry and sublime improve
The sight whose imagery
Is sometimes that of fear

I ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By del rio s song.......oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you d know enough

To shut the gates of walled town walls
And putting up some good rum punch
Forget the way to blindman s bluff

So packed with eyes
That glow like coals
And pointing towards the north
Oh my boat left new orleans in 1829!

Hey! hey!       hey! hey!

My destination is a secret
And the doctrine is soft
And just between the verse and me
It s a place where you can see
Lost, last and luminous
Scored to sky yet never found
Relics of jewels
And ant-track tools
A true ghost dance
Rehearsal ground

I ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

I ve lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By del rio s song.......oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio
Del rio s song..........oh, del rio