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Rivers Of Joy
Rivers flow peaceful and free,
I sit and watch without a worry in me.
I can hear the twists and turns.
Ouch! That fire ant's bite burns!
I love the rivers in every way,
I really wish that I could stay.
I watch as a chipmunk runs by,
I see some bees flying high.
I should be on my way,
Tomorrow is another day.
Young river, young man
Settles down because they can
Young man gets a family,
And the river came in handy
Young man had a boy,
And still the river brought joy
Now the man is getting old,
And the river is getting cold
Young kid, old river
Seen so much seen so little
Young kid is trying hard
And the old river shrunk a yard
Dry old river I love you so,
Wish you wouldn't have to go. |
