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Beck Fourteen Rivers, Fourteen Floods Lyrics

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fourteen rivers, fourteen floods
bend your body to the heavens above
don't get drunk, don't get dry
just bring your money next saturday night

forteen miles on a Teton trail
with a half-dead mule and nothin' on my mind
all my life I been talkin' fast
takin' all the things that I shoulda let pass

throw my hat on a coffin nail
put another brick in the fireplace
well I don't know about you or me
but someone got loose back in town




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