Lyrics:
There are books on my bookshelf
I guess that kinda makes sense, aw well
I'm just looking for something to say
Say to you Jacqueline
It's been a real
oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
held on.
I bow my head and close my eyes.
It's time to say goodbye.
I'll push off from the shore and
lay down these oars.
I don't need to know:
oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
, it's on it's way
Teach me to whisper
'Cause I feel like screaming, teach me to whisper
Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge their vessel
Be
round two
In my boat without an oar,
I still find my way to shore,
In this ocean blue
I know you feel it, I know you feel it, know you feel it, 'Cause I
passage, but you have no ports
And I tried to sail in but your wind and waters
Tore my sails and broke my oars.
Island I see you in the moonlight
The sound of the earthquake,
The rhythms that you make,
Are makin' my head shake in two.
Magnetized by you
Your love will pull me through
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
Young Johnny Jonesy had a cute little boat
And all the girlies
He would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by
niggas, great
I'm on my way, trip to the bay
You in my way, I'm here to stay
You in my way
You in my way
I been in a real bad place
I was the boy who cried
lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair
locked up, loaded down
and i'm short a try
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Different version of song performed by OAR at Northberg
the work flow my mind is moving the oars
And I ain't never gunna stop even when I do make it
I be on the up and up like economic inflation
My feet are
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sails to distant shores
Stand up high in the prow
Noble barque I steer
Steady course for
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
Here in the hush of evenin'
On a night in June
Overhearin' conversations
Bayin' at the moon
Suddenly a voice I'm hearin's
Sweet to my ear
of a crystal tarp
Touched by dawning light
Underneath this plane there is a weight
That pushes me upward
Visions bounce where my oar breaks the face
Fractals
The liberation of imagination
Is the lock and the key
Blade of the evermore
Guides my blood to distant shores
As the waters part beneath my oar
The radiation of my
you on your way
Flyin' by goes a stork
You decide to bring your oars in now
But accidentally knock out the cork
Row your boat to shore
see
But know you saw
I been up writing outta my core
Letting it out it do rain it don't pour
Stay with the sea
Cause I'm stacking the oars
Wouldn't
), so Sinatra
You know my [?] not proper for the Oscars
But I opt out for the Oxfords in the Oxford
Ha ha, that hurts
Some'n by this oar got 'em
the way
Through every day and every night
You prove that you'll be by my side
To the end of the line
To the end of the line
And when I'm lost inside,
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