You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on to an open road you ride until
I walked half way across this town Singing in the pouring rain I knew someway somehow I had to see your smiling face Some people need some time Some
Hearts that love where no love grows are gifts with no return They know the coldest wind that blows where once a fire burned So blow hearts against the
Out across cities I see buildings burn into piles And watch the world in wonder as mountains turn into tiles And trees losing their leaves and our faces
Lie beside me on the grass They're fighting me for thee mistress of beauty, thine eyes do shine Can we run forever? Does nightfall shine? Angel of mercy
Black river Black river Black river The story?s still unfolding and like the river rolling It's always moving like a tide Seemingly unchanging But of
Woah, black river Gonna take my cares away Woah, black river Gonna take my cares away Gonna take my cares Gonna carry my cares Gonna take my cares away
In the gloom there's whisper of water Flowing among the stones. The river is black. When you bend your head In a glimpse you can see a sad face It's fading
Great peril awaits us beyond the black river Summoned by the beating of drums Our number is few, our errand is dire We do what must be done At the bidding
The song came and went Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for a
Verse Number One: Seems to me its harder....to get a break today... You're hard up against it...no matter what you say.... To get down to the goal line
There's a black river flowing A poisoned stream Out of nowhere it comes And nowhere it leads There's no today, and no tomorrow That river is fed By the
Still searching for my way, the right way to be still pondering what I've done I'm still thinking what I've said, still finding from within and all that
Oh, Black River Gonna take my cares a way Whoa, Black River Gonna take my cares a way Gonna take my cares gonna carry my cares Gonna take my cares away
(J. D. Souther) Hearts that love where no love grows Are gifts with no return They know the coldest wind that blows Where once a fire burned So blow
Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River Summoned by the beating of drums Our number is few and our errand is dire We do what must be done At