got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Everybody's moving, if they ain't already there Everybody's got to move somewhere Stick with me baby, stick with
She said, "California," as a tear fell down her cheek "Small town Missouri just ain't the life for me." Waved goodbye to mom and dad, and all her friends
to waste, that was you, you knew your place Wander round, get off your face, and on the river flowed On and on the river flow, we are the undertow On and on the river
we play To every day, every day, every day To every day And in the front rooms in old towns far from the city With beaten up guitars and hearts full
his jewel, his son was just his boy For thirty years he worked the mills, and stoked the coke fed fires And looked toward the day when he had last turned
so close to home When they arrived it was cold and dark; they set up their camp quickly Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river where the water
for awhile now In this sea of lonely Taste of ink is getting old It's four o' clock in the fucking morning Each day gets more and more like the last day
on the wind Up the sun on river Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open When I felt it entering I began thinkin' about our wedding day And
snow My horse died on the seventh day I stumbled into a city Where the people tried to kill me And I ran in shame Then I came upon a river And I laid
my name I'm gonna ride on into the next town Pecos Bill, couldn't hang for long A female legend with a song, yeah Such a beautiful day, such a beautiful day
knack Just floatin' here lazy on my back I never really liked that town I think I'll ride the river down Just movin' slow and floatin' free There's a river
MacKie And I hung it up on my cabin wall and waited for Bill to die Years passed away and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange Of a long
in the town I been in trouble since I set my suitcase down I ain't got nothing for you, I had nothing before Don't even have anything, for myself anymore
beamas & benzes 7-day vacations, all-paid expenses I'm a playa fo' life, thanks to this rap I can floss, I can flap, with my salary cap H-Town's on the
joke so I'm laughin with ya I'm like a father figure for kids without guidance Life, respect women - bitches bring violence The hot shot with the heart
for us Let's stand for that man we call the ANZAC For fighting for the land we love Let's stand for that man we call the ANZAC For fighting for the
She didn`t tell the boy, she couldn`t live with it It was so hard for her, to make the choice She fought a hundred miles, with her inner voice And the
River City! With a capital "T" That rhymes with "P" And that stands for Pool, That stands for pool. We've surely got trouble! Right here in River City