The River – Angie McMahon (originally by Bruce Springsteen)
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I come from down in the valley where mister when you’re young They bring you up to do just like your daddy done Me and Mary, we met in high school when she was just seventeen We’d ride out of that valley down to where the fields were green
We’d go down to the river and into the river we’d dive Oh, down to the river we’d ride
Then I got Mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle, no flowers, no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river and into the river we’d dive Oh, down to the river we did ride
I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company But lately there ain’t been much work on account of the economy Now all them things that seemed so important, well mister, they vanished right into the air Now I just act like I don’t remember, Mary acts like she don’t care
But I remember us riding in my brother’s car, her body tan and wet down at the reservoir At night on them banks I’d lie awake and pull her close just to feel each breath she’d take Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true or is it something worse
That sends me down to the river and into the river we’d dive Oh, down to the river we’d ride Down to the river, though I know the river is dry Oh, down to the river…