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Mister, could you use an old folk singer?
Would your patrons like some old time soul?
Could you dig the Foggy Mountain Breakdown?
Sorry, I don't play no rock and roll
Oh, but I can make 'em cry with Molly Darlin'
They'll sing along on Row Your Boat Ashore
And I'll play until the dawn
And when the crowd is gone
Mister, I'd be glad to sweep your floor
You should've been in New York back in '60
Wasn't I a star there for a while?
But New York messed up my head
I got all strung out on Reds
Then Bobby Dylan, he went and copped my style
But I still can make 'em cry with Molly Darlin'
They'll still sing along on Row Your Boat Ashore
Well, the street life sure is fun
Man, when you're 21
But mister, I ain't 21 no more
So now I sing my songs for them that still remember
Get my love from them that care to give
Swap my songs for sandwiches and shelter
'Cause even livin' legends got to live
But I still can make 'em cry with Molly Darlin'
They'll sing along on Row Your Boat Ashore
Come on, let's sing together!
Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah
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