Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
She's a blogger, she's a grinner, she's a mother, she's a sinner. She plays her music in the sun.
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I’m with you on Ray, Helen. “I’ll just live my life in dreams of yesterday …”