Lyrics Dry the River

Dry the River

Shaker Hymns

With my family on the right hand side

And your family on the left

We got married in a single bed

We sang shaker hymns

When your warhorse grandfather had sung

The whole damn Song of Solomon

We toasted health in the front room

We whiled away the afternoon

Ma fleur struck down with sickness

The young medicine man's got his face in a book

There's more bottles than the trees in green England

Not one of them will do my love no good

In the morning I'm light

But in the evening I'm heavy now

Try as I might I just can't keep it steady now

My love