Jayhawks - Come To The River Lyrics
My harp is tuned to the mourning windMy flute to the voice that weeps withinAnd I taught the widows' hearts to singYou're such a nasty little girlIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta drown, drown, drownTurned back, had a fall from graceNow we find each other face to faceThe wells you drank from all ran dryNow you are standing all aloneIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverI hope this letter finds you wellYou're such a nasty little girlIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverMy harp is tuned to the mourning windMy flute to the voice that weeps withinIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta come to the riverIf you wanna taste the waterGotta drown, drown, drown
