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Deep River
I was born in Louisiana
Down by highway 61
The only thing I learned to do
Was to make do on the run
And it’s funny when they tell you
Which end’s the wrong end of a gun
Oh, deep river, won’t you carry me away from here
The breeze along the water
Is a-blowing through my hair
My knees begin to tremble
From the weight of all my cares
Oh dear Lord in heaven
Won’t you hear a sinner’s prayer?
Oh, deep river, won’t you carry me away from here
My reflection’s in the water
But I can barely see
There’s only two eyes a-bleeding
And staring down at me
I can’t seem to recognize the face
But I know it can’t be free
Oh, deep river, won’t you carry me away from here
These metal chains around my arms
Are weighing my body down
And my feet I feel them tightening
Like they’re locked into the ground
But my spirit’s in the water
And who knows which way it’s bound?
Oh, deep river, won’t you carry me away from here
-Tyler
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