Oh Susquehanna

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Intro:
(mute the strings and strum the 
rhythm)
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We walk up the paths of the banks 
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of the mighty Susquehanna
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With our feet made muddy by your 
tributaries
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That trickle their way to the 
Chesapeake
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It's like we follow I-83 down to the
 harbor cities
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Strip malls and the tar-mac
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People swirling and teaming
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It seemed so exciting, but now it 
seems like such a blight

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I grew up near Kentucky's Mt. Zion 
Road
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All that was there was some old 
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cemetary
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I wanted nothing more than to be 
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able to walk to the store
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Now I don't live there but there's 
too many stores
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Some apartments and a Sunoco

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And I wonder what did they do with 
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the bodies?
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And I wonder what did they do with 
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the bodies?

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Oh!
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Susquehanna (x4)

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And I miss that place behind my 
house where I
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Hiked and climbed and played
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Where I'd ditch this noisy century 
or just
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Hid out from the decade
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M-I homes thought it could stand to
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 be updated
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Forced it all into a grid until it 
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looks like the funny pages
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With every trace of light that 
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seems confined within a frame
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The faces move from day to day but 
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the strips all look the same
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And the punchlines are resoundingly
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 unfunny
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For those trapped in this 
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architecture of easy money
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And I feel like this all come to no
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 good
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This kids who populate these 
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cul-de-sacs will never know what 
stood
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Beneath their cookie-cutter houses,
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 fields and streams and woods
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They'll sit in cars and wait for mom
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Out of this boring neighborhood

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Oh!
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Susquehanna (x4)

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And I wonder, what did they do with
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 the bodies? (x2)