Oh, Baby, the river's red,
Oh, Baby, in my head.
There's a funny feelin' goin'
on, I don't think I can hold out long.
CHORUS
And when the owls cry in the
night, Oh, Baby, Baby, when the pines begin to cry,
Baby, Baby, Baby, how do you
feel? If the river runs dry, Baby,
How do you feel?
Craze, Baby, the rainbow's
end, Baby, it's just a den
For those who hide, Who hide
their love to depths of life
And ruin dreams that we all
knew so, Babe.
Chorus
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