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not singing 'bout the rain again
you'll not be back another day
I was looking the other way
when you packed your boat and sailed away
just sail along on your black river
And I'll cruise along my crystal stream
remember me in distant visions
and I'll hold you in my dreams
not wishing for a sunny day
the time is now to slip this fray
yeah I was looking any other way
when you took the slip and sailed away
you just sail along on your black river
And I'll cruise along my crystal stream
remember me in distant visions
and I'll hold you in my dreams
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You gave us the power
then took it back
You gave us a light to shine
now it's turned black
What is the price
and who will pay
This land is not yours and mine anyway
We can't keep living for today...
Now we've come to the point
of no turning back
Little white lies
in a river of black
You made a promise
boy, did you deliver
Now you own this
your black river
Now we have to determine the cost
of everything our children have lost
Some things can't be measured
in dollars and cents...
Now we've come to the point
of no turning back
Little white lies
in a river of black
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Take me down to the shore
Where I lay to rest
Take me down to that place
Where there's blood on my chest
And the spanish moss whispers in the wind
Sweet black river sang wicked, in the end
I met her on the street
Down in Charleston town
Under the sun she looked so sweet
And I was upside down
She stole my heart, so how could I contend
Sweet black river sang wicked, in the end
Now how was I to know
That he was a jealous soul
A shotgun blast was sprayed in my chest
And as I die, I can comprehend
Sweet black river sang wicked, in the end
And the spanish moss whispers in the wind
Sweet black river sang wicked, in the end
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Jenny was a rich girl, never had a lot to say
Spent a lotta money, funny and she had a kind face
I was working in the back
Scrubbin dishes dreaming about this - and that
Crack a grin
Some days the good guys win
Took me for a gonner two loners on a Saturday
Thought that she was leaving man but seeing is believing
At the Black River Cafe!
Woke up in the morning in a hotel south of route 6
Jenny lying next to me watching Tom and Jerry on her netflix
Smiled but didn't say a thing
Room service half eaten, hair glistening
Crack a smile
This could take a while
Took it for a one-night stand but on the Sunday
Showed up smiling plenty, can't belive it's still me
At the Black River Cafe
Now I work the day shift, Jenny's not around today
Have ourselves a sweet thing, owe it all to meeting
At the Black River Cafe
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shot down
where the wind takes the whistling away
we're scorching the earth in our way
never to pass through one day
my star
how could I drag you so far
this view from the back of a car
speeding through cities of scars
drown in black river's pull
new California, we're as far as we can run
the banks of our territories fallen
when you feel the ocean breathe beneath your weary feet
the night falls, the clarion horns are calling
this war
the generals sipping their gin
the cavalry marches begin
you're playing the pass-through again
go home
dig yourself out of the wreck
tear up this traveler's check
the captain has left the flight deck
what are you waiting for?
new California, we're as far as we can run
the banks of our territories fallen
when you feel the ocean breathe beneath your weary feet
the night falls, the clarion horns are calling
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P Ferguson - Sometimes
02:56
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You speak of your killings
your crimes and your insight
why don't you just shut up for a moment
Can't remember the good we've done
you can't remember when jesus won
you just keep on talking of death and destruction
Sometimes as the world turns its lights on
It just flickers and dies again
Sometimes sometimes
I would have captained the slave ships
if i'd known that it would make you sick
to see this black river as it was rising
Dark moon will guide us home
Sometimes as i feel that things are getting better
I just read the news and I see we're not changing
Sometimes as the world turns its lights on
It just flickers and dies again
Sometimes
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Duncan May - Alibi
04:26
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Gonna keep following the sunshine/Gonna keep on following you
A North Star in every direction/I don’t need no more protection
Don’t see any reason to stop now
So many years of good time / so many years of the bad
Bring me my new perspective / the best one I’ve ever had
Don’t see any reason to stop now
Black river always deep and wide
Black river / black river / black river / take me to the other side
You won’t find nothing wrong with my Alibi
You won’t find nothing wrong with my Alibi
She’s my Alibi
What ever happened to midnight? / What is ever there at all?
She used to call me “Johnny Good-Night” / We partied harder than them all
I sure love the inspiration / that you give me magically
There’s no heartbreak anymore / since the day you set me free
I don’t see any reason to stop now
Black river always deep and wide
Black river / black river / black river / take me to the other side
You won’t find nothing wrong with my Alibi
You won’t find nothing wrong with my Alibi
She’s my favorite Alibi / I call her my Alibi / She’s my Alibi
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Look around you, all you see is sunshine
Sunshine & tears
Walk around the world to see what you find
Throughout the years
When the beat drops, when the beat drops on black river
I pray, my Lord, this sound to deliver me home
When the tide is rolling in, you're rolling out
To greet the day
Shut out the lights and try to think about
A better way
When the beat drops, when the beat drops on Black River
I pray, my Lord, this sound to deliver me home
When the heat drops, when the heat drops on Black River
I pray, my Lord, I pray to shake & shiver
See the night is closing in on you, my friend
So take a bow
All the things you used to know, you let 'em go
They're an illusion to you now
When the beat drops, when the beat drops on Black River
I pray, my Lord, this sound to deliver me home
When the heat drops, when the heat drops on Black River
I pray, my Lord, I pray to shake & shiver
When the beat drops, when the beat drops on Black River
When the beat drops, when the beat drops on Black River
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It’s just a habit
My every morning ritual
Surveying the bruises
Admiring the scars
Pain's become an addiction
I see her in the mirror
She's gonna take me down
Every day is the same
I'm a failure, I'm lame
I should be crawling on the ground
I'm only human
but I tear myself apart
A change of heart
To save me from ruin
Is what I need
I remember it all
Every wound- every little flaw
And I'm making a list
To uphold my conviction
That I'm never good enough
I'm only human
but I tear myself apart
A change of heart
to save me from ruin
is what I need
Black river running thru my veins
I got a black black river made of loathing and pain
I got a black river running thru my veins
It's a deep dark river and it's calling my name
I got a black black river running thru my brain
There's a black black river driving me insane
I'm only human
but I tear myself apart
A change of heart
to save me from ruin
is what I need
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