The Poor Ditching Boy Continental Drifters
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[Verse 1]
Was there ever a winter so cold and so drear?
The river too weary to flood
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
[Verse 2]
I was looking for trouble to tangle my line
But trouble came looking for me
I knew I was standing on treacherous ground
I was sinking too fast to run free
[Chorus]
With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
[Verse 3]
Oh I would not be asking, I would not be found
Begging on mountain or hill
But I’m ready and blind with my hands tied behind
I’ve neither a soul nor a will
[Chorus]
With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
Was there ever a winter so cold and so drear?
The river too weary to flood
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
[Verse 2]
I was looking for trouble to tangle my line
But trouble came looking for me
I knew I was standing on treacherous ground
I was sinking too fast to run free
[Chorus]
With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
[Verse 3]
Oh I would not be asking, I would not be found
Begging on mountain or hill
But I’m ready and blind with my hands tied behind
I’ve neither a soul nor a will
[Chorus]
With her scheming, idle ways
She left me poor enough
The storming wind cut through to my skin
But she cut through to my blood
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