The Canyoneers

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[Verse 1]
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Come listen and I’ll tell a tale 
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of hardy canyoneers
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That breed of men the river rats 
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who live without the fears
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Of common ordinary men whose 
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worries sure are small
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Compared to those who flirt with 
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death within that high grey wall

[Chorus]
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What’s in a man to make him 
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thirst for the kind of life he knows
 is cursed?
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He’ll die a lonely river rat, 
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foolhardy canyoneer

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[Verse 2]
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Do you ever wonder what you’d do 
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when all the chips were down
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If you doubt you’d do what a man 
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would do when danger comes around
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Then take the test to prove the 
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case to see if courage calls
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As waves leap thirty feet or more 
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on the trip through Lava Falls

[Chorus]
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What’s in a man to make him 
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thirst for the kind of life he knows
 is cursed?
      C            F        
He’ll die a lonely river rat, 
      Am         C
foolhardy canyoneer

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[Verse 3]
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At night at rest on a rocky beach 
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he hears a hairy sigh
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Of the lonely phantom of the gorge
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 whose mournful voices cry
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Although we ran the rapids wild 
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and with our lives did pay
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We welcome you, you canyoneers, 
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who come this dismal way

[Chorus]
C                  G             
What’s in a man to make him 
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thirst for the kind of life he knows
 is cursed?
      C            F        
He’ll die a lonely river rat, 
      Am         C
foolhardy canyoneer

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