Well, it’s not for swimming
And it’s not fit to drink
But I like to walk the Hudson
And have myself a think
Been thinking of the boats
How they’re headed home
Home across the water
Bless them, bless-
Everyone’s kind to me here
So kind to me here
Took some getting use to
Just like everything do
I keep my hands busy
I keep my hands so busy
Bless them, bless them
But if I’m not careful
If I’m not stern with myself
If I indulge me
If I’m not stern
I might just live in the memory
Like cloth dolls and playthings
I hold us together
I say pretty things
Pretty things
And sometimes I pretend
We are on a long walk
I’ve only run ahead
I’ve only run ahead
If I turn my head
I’ll see you again
Well, it’s not for drinking
And it’s not fit to swim
But the girls like the East River
So when we get the whim
I button up their coats
Walk along the coast
Nod to all my ghosts
Bless them, bless them
And if I’m kind to myself
If I’m kind to myself
Don’t think poorly of me
Promise that you’ll write me
If I keep my hands busy
If I keep my hands so busy
Well, bless them, bless them
But if I’m not careful
If I’m not stern with myself
If I indulge me
If I’m not stern
If I’m not careful
If I’m not stern with myself
If I indulge me
If I’m not stern
Bless me bless me
Bless me bless me
Stern with myself
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