Water Runs Deep, The

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Lyrics

Intro:
Those who go down to the sea in ships,
And do business on great waters
They don’t go surmising
Till they see the next day rising
The secrets this water keeps
The water runs deep…

Verse:
Its rough out here, no one is complaining
The boys are working and she’s straining
We got bills to pay on shore
Looks like were stayin out one day more

The old girl knows which way shes goin
And the wind is surely blowin
Many a journey thus begin’d
Like a pup she’s runnin with her nose in the wind

Prechorus:
Many times you think that you have bought her
No difference tween the wind and the water
She is rolling hard and were layin heavy
Wish that I was in my driving in my Chevy.
The water runs deep…

Chorus:
Till you seen them black hills rise
Till you seen your skipper’s eyes
Till you seen the lights from home
Till you vowed to God you’ll never roam
In the heart and in the veins
In the guts, in the wallet
In this road full of ruts
In the a hole full of goods
in that Harbor of Woods
Till you see a spit a land
Till you feel another’s hand
The water runs deep

Verse 2
Yunno last night I almost told her
When I get back you know I’ll hold her
Tight in my arms I wont let go
Boys that was close, better get below
But back to the subject of your sister
Im hoping that I’ll be her mister
She’s says I’m skinny but she thinks I’m fine
I’ll take her to the dance and we’ll have a time

Prechorus
Its times like this you’d change your way of living
Not much to do but take all that she’s givin
Like every mother’s sons who been to water
No choice in what you do and what you oughta

Chorus
Till you seen them black hills rise
Till you seen your skipper’s eyes
Till you seen the lights from home
Till you vowed to God you’ll never roam
In the heart and in the veins
In the guts, in the wallet
In this road full of ruts
In the a hole full of goods
in that Harbor of Woods
Till you see a spit a land
Till you feel another’s hand
The water runs deep

Middle 8
Here’s to today, here’s to today
Here’s to the ones that are away
Here’s to a coat missing from a rusty nail
Here’s to when we will set sail
On that journey from which you don’t return
The one that all we all finally earn
And those who are taken far too young
They’re returned to where all life has sprung
Where the water runs deep


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