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[00:01.260]American Rivers -Tom Russell
[00:07.920]Ain’t no more cane on the Brazos
[00:11.520]Yeah, yeah yeah
[00:21.150]It’s all been ground down to molasses
[00:26.940]Yeah yeah yeah
[00:37.980]I saw a red iron sunsets -From a rust iron bridge
[00:46.710]In the Indian country Of the mockingbird kid
[00:55.200]I saw the moon in a boxcar -Being carried as freight
[01:05.310]Through 62 winters -Through 48 states
[01:12.960]In an old Chinese graveyard -I slept in the weeds
[01:21.720]When a song and a story -Were all a kid needs
[01:30.450]Hear the rhymes and the rattles -Of those runaway trains
[01:39.180]And the songs of the cowboy -And the sound of the rain
[01:47.790]And it’s mom I miss you
[01:52.200]I woke up and screamed
[01:56.730]American rivers -Roll deep through my dreams
[02:06.600]Colorado, Yeah Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny
[02:23.130]And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande
[02:27.060]I was a kid there asleep in the sandy old water
[02:33.990]Yeah old water
[03:06.120]We named ‘em for Indians -Our guilt to forsake
[03:15.090]The Delaware the Blackfoot -The Flathead the Snake
[03:23.220]Now they roll past casinos _And old hamburger stands
[03:31.350]They’re all waving farewell -To the kid on the lamb
[03:40.230]With their Jig sawed old arteries -So clogged and defiled
[03:46.680]No open heart miracle -Is gonna turn ’em back wild
[03:57.540]Past towns gone to bankers Past fields gone to seed
[04:06.090]All cut up and carved out -So divided by greed
[04:14.430]And old grandfather catfish -With his whiskers so long
[04:22.860]And his life in a struggle -Cuz the oxygen’s gone
[04:31.290]Oh mom I miss you
[04:35.400]I woke up and screamed
[04:39.600]These American rivers -They poison my dreams
[04:48.930]Colorado, Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny
[05:05.430]And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande
[05:09.210]I was a kid there I was asleep in the sandy old water
[05:15.990]Yeah old water
文本歌词
American Rivers -Tom Russell
Ain’t no more cane on the Brazos
Yeah, yeah yeah
It’s all been ground down to molasses
Yeah yeah yeah
I saw a red iron sunsets -From a rust iron bridge
In the Indian country Of the mockingbird kid
I saw the moon in a boxcar -Being carried as freight
Through 62 winters -Through 48 states
In an old Chinese graveyard -I slept in the weeds
When a song and a story -Were all a kid needs
Hear the rhymes and the rattles -Of those runaway trains
And the songs of the cowboy -And the sound of the rain
And it’s mom I miss you
I woke up and screamed
American rivers -Roll deep through my dreams
Colorado, Yeah Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny
And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande
I was a kid there asleep in the sandy old water
Yeah old water
We named ‘em for Indians -Our guilt to forsake
The Delaware the Blackfoot -The Flathead the Snake
Now they roll past casinos _And old hamburger stands
They’re all waving farewell -To the kid on the lamb
With their Jig sawed old arteries -So clogged and defiled
No open heart miracle -Is gonna turn ’em back wild
Past towns gone to bankers Past fields gone to seed
All cut up and carved out -So divided by greed
And old grandfather catfish -With his whiskers so long
And his life in a struggle -Cuz the oxygen’s gone
Oh mom I miss you
I woke up and screamed
These American rivers -They poison my dreams
Colorado, Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny
And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande
I was a kid there I was asleep in the sandy old water
Yeah old water