They baptized me one fine day
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Down at the river's edge
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All my sins are washed away
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Like water under the bridge
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I had a little girl and her eyes were blue
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She lived just over the ridge
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Her love ran deep and her love ran true
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Like water under the bridge
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Sailin' away on a paper boat
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As far as I can go
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All the way to New Orleans
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And the Gulf of Mexico
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River run clear river run clean
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River run rough sometime
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River run wild and it run serene
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Just like a friend of mine
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Tie my troubles in a gunnysack
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And throw em' over the edge
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Sailin' away and I won't be back
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Like water under the bridge
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You might be saint you might be sinner
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You might be Billy The Kid
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You might crap out or roll a winner
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It's water under the bridge
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Water Under the Bridge
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| Guy Clark |
