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Lyric Fourteen Rivers, Fourteen Floods


fourteen rivers, fourteen floods
bend your body to the heavens above
don t get drunk, don t get dry
just bring your money next saturday night

forteen miles on a Teton trail
with a half-dead mule and nothin on my mind
all my life I been talkin fast
takin all the things that I shoulda let pass

throw my hat on a coffin nail
put another brick in the fireplace
well I don t know about you or me
but someone got loose back in town
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