| Many rivers to cross,
But I can`t seem to find my way over.
Wandering I am lost as I travel along
The white cliffs of Dover.
Many rivers to cross, and it`s only my will
That keeps me alive.
I`ve been licked, washed up for years and
I merely survive because of my pride.
And this loneliness won`t leave me alone,
It`s such a drag to be on your own.
My woman left and she didn't say why.
Well I guess I have to try...
Many rivers to cross, but just where to begin?
I`m playing for time.
There`ll be times I find myself thinking
Of committing some dreadful crime.
I`ve got many rivers to cross.
But I can`t seem to find my way over.
Wandering I am lost as I travel along
The white cliffs of Dover.
Many rivers to cross, and it`s only my will
That keeps me alive.
I`ve been licked, washed up for years and,
I merely survive because of my pride... |
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