Текст (слова) песни: Beck - Fourteen Rivers, Fourteen Floods
fourteen rivers, fourteen floods bend your body to the heavens above don`t get drunk, don`t get dry just bring your money next saturday night
forteen miles on a Teton trail with a half-dead mule and nothin` on my mind all my life I been talkin` fast takin` all the things that I shoulda let pass
throw my hat on a coffin nail put another brick in the fireplace well I don`t know about you or me but someone got loose back in town
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