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That River

That River

No one ever loved that river
Rain from the highlands
A mirror for the cajun moon
A road without a memory
Of anything that started out as Blue
Well you can pour me
Like a jug of wine
Into the Gulf of Mexico, Honey
Until the end of time
But no one ever loved that river
The way I love you.

You move with your own rhythm
Like tide on the river
Lightning on the Ponchatrain
The way you come to me at midnight
Warm and naked as the rain
What were you whispering down at Natchez
Cause it muddied up my mind
About some great ocean
Goint o make you leave it all behind
Well, no one ever loved that river
The way I love you.

You’ve got land above the salt line
Bougainvillea in your hair
The barges pole from New Orleans
You said you’d leave without a care
But the rumor on the river is
Anything that touches you will be free
But I know you can’t be free
Well you can never leave this river
Without me.

Oh your eyes they flash defiance
They will not wait upon my word
Draw my eyes across the skyline
Like some long and graceful bird
Your lips have known me better, honey
And that satin ball of fur turns to blue
I cannot leave this river
I will not leave this river
Without you
No one ever loved that river
The way I loved you….

That River‘ ~Jim Byrnes~

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