[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
             
The sharpest o

             
f opinions is 

            
lying down for

    
ever
            
Tuesday mornin

            
g without a so


und
             
And if you say

             
 you don’t lik

             
e what I broug

            
ht before you
            
Then all my ca

             
rds are on the

   
 ground


[Chorus]
             
I’m a stream o

             
ff a stream of

             
f a great rive

      
r Delta
             
Running to the

             
 Hudson where 

          
you grew up
             
And I will alw

            
ays circle bac

            
k to my beginn


ings
             
And heed that 

            
dark demanding

               
 bloo--o--od


[Verse 2]
            
And when I sai

             
d goodbye and 

        
thank you
             
You know I did

             
n’t mean it to

           
 sound so smal

  
l
             
And you were l

             
ooking smaller

             
 than I had ev

       
er seen you
             
And I never re

             
ally made you 

        
proud at all


[Chorus]
              
But I’m a stre

            
am off a strea

             
m off the grea

             
t river Hudson
             
Running to the

            
 farm where yo

         
u grew up
             
And I will alw

            
ays circle bac

            
k to my beginn


ings
             
And heed that 

            
dark demanding

   
 blood


[Outro]
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