Ian Moore
Many rivers to cross
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Many River to cross
But I can't seem to find my way over
Wandering I am lost
As I travel along white cliffs of Dover
Many Rivers to cross
But just where to begin I search for time
I been licked, washed up for years
And I merely survive because of my pride
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
Such a drag to be on your own
My women left and she didn't say why
so guess I had to cry
Many river to cross
but just where to begin I'm playing for time
There were times I find myself
Think of committing some dreadful crime
I got many rivers to cross
But I can't seem to find my way over
Every time I find myself thinking of
committing some dreadful crime
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