One cold April night on a lonesome beach we walked along hand in hand said she was mine to hold and keep we traced where we lay in the sand In that pale moonlight like an old love scene where I held her like there was no tomorrow now a river runs forever long and deep with all my tears with all my sorrow lost in the wild up by the reach along we were stumbling
up over the rise and across that bridge she closed her eyes and she lost her grip In that pale moonlight down that cold ravine in the dark of night she was swallowed now a river runs forever long and deep with all my tears with all my sorrow she was found in the light washed up by the creek
down near a shallow bend blue gone from her eyes her torn up dress
her long fine hair all blood and messed in that pale moonlight in my lonesome dreams when she calls my name I follow to that river wild forever long and deep with all my tears with all my sorrow.
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