| White clear rum and blues on the river and run |
| Loveless in the darkness, flooding to the rain and run |
| Signaling with my red cigarette |
| Won't somebody please connect? |
| It's long gone dark and no moon yet |
| Well, blood strong rum, take your blues to the river and run |
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| Listen to the long haul volunteers |
| Singing to the tune of shifting gears |
| Those desperado racketeers |
| They never fade too far to steer |
| And there's a team in the sewer of a jail |
| Digging a hole with a two-inch nail |
| And while a rat goes to sell his tale |
| They won't believe that the bid can fail |
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| Oh, white clear rum and blues on the river and run |
| Loveless in the darkness, flooding to the rain and run |
| Signaling with my red cigarette |
| Won't somebody please connect? |
| It's long gone dark and no moon yet |
| Oh, blood strong rum, take your blues to the river and run |
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| Everybody knows somebody on the run |
| And we've all considered a gun |
| And from floor number forty-one |
| Don't the drop look like it could be fun? |
| No matter how deep the river is |
| Find somebody who you swim with |
| There's always bound to be a bridge |
| And the world looks different from the ridge |
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| Oh, white clear rum and blues on the river and run |
| Loveless in the darkness, flooding through the rain and run |
| Signaling with my red cigarette |
| Won't somebody please connect? |
| It's long gone dark and no moon yet |
| Well, blood strong rum, take your blues to the river and run |
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| White clear rum and blues on the river and run |
| Loveless in the darkness, flooding to the rain and run |
| Signaling with my red cigarette |
| Won't somebody please connect? |
| It's long gone dark and no moon yet |
| Well, blood strong rum, take your blues to the river and run |
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