Ive lived upon the edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
By Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
When time gets slow and rivers freeze
I think youd know enough
To call in touch that outer frame
The inner gain, a sullen gulch
Which opens up on the way to Blindmans Bluff
A suburb now of River Roads
Where quandary and sublime improve
The sight whose imagery is sometimes that of fear
Ive lived upon the edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
By Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Oh, Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
When time gets slow and rivers freeze
I think youd know enough
To shut the gates of walled town walls
And putting up some good rum punch
Forget the way to Blindmans Bluff
So packed with eyes that glow like coals
And pointing towards the North
Oh, my boat left New Orleans in 1829
Hey, hey, hey, hey
My destination is a secret
And the doctrine is soft
And just between the verse and me
Its a place where you can see
Lost, last and luminous
Scored to sky yet never found
Relics of jewels and ant-track tools
A true ghost dance, rehearsal ground
Ive lived upon the edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
Ive lived upon the edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
By Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Oh, Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song, oh, Del Rio
Del Rios song
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