tell me where the blood red river runs
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from my back door to the rising sun
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on again away till dawn
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never straight and way too long
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I weighed the trees and hills on scales
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the zig-zag lightning and killer whales
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silver clouds reflected in deep
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I don't measure up I don't measure up
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red water's boiling the wind will blow it
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halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it
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red water's boiling the wind will blow it
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halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it
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I am a liar I rage on paper
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a piece of string could only do better
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been talking for years it's hard to remember
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a piece of string could only do better
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tell me where the blood red river runs
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from my back door to the rising sun
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on again away till dawn
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never straight and way too long
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way too long
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way too long
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way too long
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red water's boiling the wind will blow it
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red water's boiling the wind will blow it
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red water's boiling the wind will blow it
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red water's boiling the wind will blow
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Red River
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