July, July! The Decemberists
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[Verse 1]
There is a road that meets the road
That goes to my house
And how it green grows there
And we've got special boots
To beat the path to my house
And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
[Verse 2]
And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
And he was gut-shot running gin
And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
And how he held 'em
How he held 'em, held 'em in
[Refrain]
And the water rolls down the drain
The water rolls down the drain
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a lonely drain
[Chorus]
July, July, July
It never seemed so strange
July, July, July
It never seemed so
It never seemed so strange
There is a road that meets the road
That goes to my house
And how it green grows there
And we've got special boots
To beat the path to my house
And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
[Verse 2]
And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian
And he was gut-shot running gin
And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
And how he held 'em
How he held 'em, held 'em in
[Refrain]
And the water rolls down the drain
The water rolls down the drain
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a lonely drain
[Chorus]
July, July, July
It never seemed so strange
July, July, July
It never seemed so
It never seemed so strange
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