I come from down in the valley
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Where mister when you're young
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They bring you up to do, Like your daddy done
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Me and Mary we met in high school,
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She was just seventeen
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We'd drive out of this valley
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Down to where the fields were green
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We'd go down to the river
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and into the river we'd dive
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Oh down to the river we'd ride
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Then I got Mary Pregnant and man that was all she wrote
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And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
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We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest
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No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
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No flowers no wedding dress
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We'd go down to the river
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and into the river we'd dive
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Oh down to the river we'd ride
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I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company
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But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
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Now all those things that seemed so important
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Well they just vanished in the air
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And I act like I don't remember, Mary acts like she don't care
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And I remember us riding in my brother's car
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Her body tan and wet down by the reservoir
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At night on them banks I'd lie awake
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And pull her close to feel each breath she'd take
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Those memories come back to haunt me, well they haunt me like a curse
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Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
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Or is it something worse
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And We'd go down to the river
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and into the river we'd dive
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Oh down to the river we'd ride
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Down to the river my baby and I
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Oh down to the river we'd ride
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Yeah Yeah Yeah the river we'd ride
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The River
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The Clarks |