[Intro]
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[Verse]
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Thought I'd sing to the river
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Just cheer her on her way
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She's a blue old girl
D A
That no one cares to travel on these days
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I know some say she's lazy
G D
She was fast enough before
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Half of every cotton crop
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Came floating past my door
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And there used to be a dance hall
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When the gambling boat still ran
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The air was full of lamp light
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And the sound of dixie land
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But the river met her god now?
G D
She's a melancholy girl
D
She never sees the delta queen
E A
Or the Alabama pearl
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And she looks like she's lonely
G D
As she tumbles to the sea
D
She's headed down to Mexico
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To find some company
[Interlude]
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[Verse]
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Well the only time I cursed her
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Was the spring of '65
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She rolled across my bean field
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Looking more than ten miles wide
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Well I shoulda seen it comin'
G D
As it does from time to time
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Women's gonna make a fuss
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When no one pays her any mind
D
So thought I'd sing to the river
G D
Just cheer her on her way
D
She's a blue old girl
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that no one cares to travel on these days
D
Shes a blue old girl
D
that no one cares
A D
to travel on these days
[Outro]
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