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Jul 18, 2004 11:28

Black water, lord dont ya scare me
I embrace all the tranquility
Night fishin under the southern sky
I feel the north wind
I hear the earth sigh

White lightin, drink of the southern man
Lord know's I never get enough of them
Be hard pressed to find a workin man
Livin for his time, well he's goddamned

Gone up the creek
Y'all aint gonna find me
I be by myself
I live for no one else

My footsteps of vindication, my life bleeds stimulation
My soul, is the driving force, of these limited times
I make this life mine

Feel the water rush, I feel the moon rise
Cast the line, look up into the sky
Isolated from the chains of modern man
Look at your life, son
Its a fuckin sham

Gone up the creek
Y'all aint gonna find me
I be by myself
I live for no one else

I'm goin' fishin'!
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