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Fourteen Rivers Fourteen Floods - Beck

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Fourteen rivers, fourteen floods Bend your body to the heavens above Don't get drunk, don't get dry Just bring your money next saturday night

Forteen miles on a teton trail With a half-dead mule and nothin' on my mind All my life i been talkin' fast Takin' all the things that i shoulda let pass

Throw my hat on a coffin nail Put another brick in the fireplace Well i don't know about you or me But someone got loose back in town