Hey kind friend, I don't know when I'll see you again, on a ferry boat bound for Victoria laying down to hide from the wind; Big dipper hangin over the city; you know everything now is different for me, and it ain't no use in explainin the scenery. I said, kind friend, help me forget where I been! Kind friend, remember who I am. I was too late in Spokane, so I caught a ride through the Cascade range--I saw the sun die in Olympia running down on Capitol Lake. Now I ask you for some relief-- it's one true root that you bring to me, it's 3am, and it's good company. I said, kind friend, help me forget where I been. Hey, kind friend, help me remember who I am. Hey kind friend I don't know if I'm gonna see you again. It's OK friend. It's OK friend. So I'll meet you in New Orleans or I'll see you round cause I don't know if it's worth coming down now I'm calling you from a gold rush town... I'm OK friend. I'm OK friend.
my friends they wash the windowsand they shine in the sunthey tell me wake up early in the morning sometimesee what a beautiful job we've donei say let's put on some tunessing a long and dolittle all daygo down to the riverside take off our shoesand wash these sins awayand the river saidla la la it said shame on youand the river saidla la la it said shame on youi go down to chicano city parkcause it makes me feel so fineand when the weeds go down you can see up closein the dead of the winter timebut when the summer comes everythings in bloomand you wouldn't know it's thereand the white folks like to pretend it's notbut their music's in the airand you can hear em singingla la la they said shame on youyou can feel em dancingla la la they said shame on youmy friend tanner she says you knowme and jesus we're of the same heartthe only thing that keeps us distantis that i keep fuckin upi said come on down to chicano city parkand wash your blues awaythe beautiful ladies walk right byyou know i never know what to sayand they'll be singingoo la la la la la la la la shame on youand they'll be dancingooo la la la they said shame on youshame on youlet's go road block trippin in the middle of the nightup in gainesville townthere'll be blue lights flashin down the long dirt roadwhen they ask me to step outthey say we've been looking for illegal immigrantscan we check your cari say you know it's funnyi think we were on the same boat back in 1694and i saidoo la la la la la la la la shame on youthey'll be dancingla la la i said shame on youi saidoo la la la la la la la la la la shame on youshame on you la lala la la la la shame on youi saidi saidla la la shame on youi'll be dancingand they'll be singingla la la i said shame on youshame on you
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