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|    roach to Chris Pyle    |
|    Re: Erie PA    |
|    24 Oct 23 08:39:12    |
      From: roach4994@gmail.com              On Tuesday, October 24, 2023 at 8:31:20 AM UTC-7, Chris Pyle wrote:       > Bob did        > Broken down Palace        >        > Fare you well, my honey        > Fare you well my only true one        > All the birds that were singing        > Are flown except you alone        > Goin' to leave this brokedown palace        > On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll        > Make myself a bed by the waterside        > In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll        > In a bed, in a bed        > By the waterside I will lay my head        > Listen to the river sing sweet songs        > To rock my soul        > River going to take me        > Sing me sweet and sleepy        > Sing me sweet and sleepy        > All the way back home        > It's a far gone lullaby        > Sung many years ago        > Momma, momma, many worlds I've come        > Since I first left home        > Goin' home, goin' home        > By the waterside I will rest my bones        > Listen to the river sing sweet songs        > To rock my soul        > Goin' to plant a weeping willow        > On the banks green edge it will grow, grow, grow        > Sing a lullaby beside the water        > Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll        > Fare you well, fare you well        > I love you more than words can tell        > Listen to the river sing sweet songs        > To rock my soul        > Songwriters: Robert C. Hunter, Jerome J. Garcia              thanks for the lyrics, chris! i wouldn't have thought to look them up, and i       appreciate seeing them. (not knowing most of them)              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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