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Ooh-ooh-ooh
All the weekend warriors touching down
Leaving a black stain on the sacred ground
Ready and willing to feel wild
Even the traffic sings in tune and perfect time
Bet you're feeling the wind is at your back
Pushing the train to jump the track
Racing the night line, never slowing down
(Oh, oh)
They all roll downtown, where the water goes
(Oh, oh)
Singing, "Nobody knows what the river knows"
You had a good long run like the river man done
Try to wear it like a hard-livin' son of a gun
I guess nobody told you how it goes
Who knows what the river man knows?
Ooh-ooh-ooh
All of the drifters sleeping in
The river man ties his shoes, he's clocking in
Swingers and tough guys leave when the bell rings
Sunday's the high tide, and all the lines are fraying
You can pull up a chair and wear your beads
Dance in the moonlit Fleur-de-Lis
And curse the morning while the rivers sing
(Oh, oh)
They all roll downtown, where the water goes
(Oh, oh)
Singing, "Nobody knows what the river knows"
You had a good long run like the river man done
Try to wear it like a hard-livin' son of a gun
I guess nobody told you how it goes
Who knows what the river man knows?
All the weekend warriors touching down
Leaving a black stain on the sacred ground (ooh-ooh)
Ready and willing to feel wild
Even the traffic sings in tune and perfect time
(Oh, oh)
They all roll downtown, where the water goes
(Oh, oh)
Singing, "Nobody knows what the river knows"
You had a good long run like the river man done
Try to wear it like a hard-livin' son of a gun
I guess nobody told you how it goes
Oh, no, I guess nobody told you how it goes
Who knows what the river man knows?
Knows, knows, knows, knows
Oh, who knows (what the river man knows?)
Knows, knows, knows, knows
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