River Waltz

Cowboy Junkies

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    I'm going to find me a dying river
    And strike a deal with her I'll say
    I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
    To a place where your headwaters will flow
    Clean through to your mouth

    In return I'll request a small sanctuary
    By her banks where we will live with our small family
    She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin
    As the world clamours at our door
    We will dance and not let them in

    And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
    Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone
    We will stand and take stock and be grateful
    For what we've not lost

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    We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
    Head across the valley to where the aspen trees
    Shiver as they ascend - the green hills rising to blue
    At the edge of the chopping we will turn
    And bid fond adieu

    All that I know to be true
    Is the touch of your hand on my skin
    One look from you can so easily soothe
    All this turmoil within

    As we dance cheek to cheek
    With our feet so completely
    Locked in a time all our own
    I stop to speak
    But you gently keep me
    Moving in time to the song
    And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
    You say: Let the world spin

    I'm going to find me a dying river
    And strike a deal with her I'll say
    I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
    To place where your headwaters will flow
    Clean through to your mouth

    In return I'll request a small sanctuary
    By her banks where we will live with our small family
    She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin
    As the world clamours at our door
    We will dance and not let them in

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    Composición: Michael Timmins

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