Deep Dark River

He can feel her skeleton beneath her skin
as the sun plays on the mountain
and her dress lies torn on the muddy banks
of the deep dark river flowing in his veins

Daddy's hammering the tar paper shack
Mama hangs a dish rag on the line swinging slack
the flies will buzz 'round the old pig sty
there's a deep dark river running through his mind

Mama fetch the preacher, Daddy get your gun
sisters run off with your snake eyed son
and he laid her in the hollow and he left her to die
with a deep dark river flowing from her thighs
with a deep dark river flowing from her thighs

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