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