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High Tide Blues

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A pretty little girl I know Painted a picture A pretty girl I know came home in the evening Wearing a torn black dress The air was getting cold And I could see her breath As cruel as it was I couldn't hold her I had to go Melt into the night You know the stars they look so bright The days are getting old And there isn't time to rest So much to do, so much to Run away from She tried to make me slow Down in the evening But there's another mouth I've got to feed I've got to Go melt into the night You know the stars they look so bright Get up boy Get up boy Get up, you know you brought it on yourself It's not easy When you're dreaming Of a technicolor girl Is burned into my mind The world is filled with her disguise Get up boy Get up boy Get up, you know you brought it on yourself It's not easy When you're dreaming Of a Girl (Instrumental) The high tide is a powerful thing Be content with drowning Or learn how to swim Or learn how to swim Or learn how to swim The high tide is a powerful thing Better make up with Jesus Or learn how to swim Or learn how to swim