If you were a river of whiskey
and I
was a diamond jug
I would let you
fill me up until I overflow
until I overflowed
we
we would toss and turn
we
we would toss and turn
on the muddy banks
of the jelly roll
I can feel my life beating slow
I can feel my life beating low
I can feel
your
mind
it's right in line with my
my
mind
New Whiskey River by Hope For Agoldensummer
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