With Every Wish   - Bruce Springsteen
    Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim
    When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him
    Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw'd in my line
    Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side
    Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer
    The angel of the lake whispered in my ear
    "Before you chose your wish son
    You better think first
    With every wish there comes a curse"

    I fell in love with beautiful Doreen
    She was the prettiest thing this old town'd ever seen
    I courted her and I made her mine
    But I grew jealous whenever another man'd
    Come walkin' down the line
    And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel
    She sighed, "Bobby oh Bobby you're such a fool
    Don't you know before you choose your wish
    You'd better think first
    'Cause with every wish there comes a curse"

    These days I sit around and laugh
    At the many rivers I've crossed
    But on the far banks there's always another forest
    Where a man can get lost
    Well there in the high trees love's bluebird glides
    Guiding us 'cross to another river on the other side
    And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes
    And though my heart's grown weary
    And more than a little bit shy
    Tonight I'll drink from her waters to quench my thirst
    And leave the angels to worry
    With every wish...
     

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