Alabama 3
rising tide
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I'm gonna find a quiet bar, get a bottle of rye
I'm gonna find a quiet bar, get a bottle of rye
I'm gonna drink it all down and break down and cry
She left me this morning and I don't know why
Oh Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
Oh Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
She left me this morning with a 'Dear John' note
Lying on the bedstead yeah, that's all she wrote
She left me for another guy, I ain't never never gonna know why
And now I can't stop
Oh Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
Oh Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
Lord, I can't stop this rising tide
- Album:
- The Men From W.O.M.B.L.E
- Hits And Exit Wounds
- M.O.R.
- Power In The Blood
- Coldharbor Lane
- Miscellaneous
- Revolver Soul
- Revolver Soul Bonus Tracks
- Analogue on the Delta
- Shoplifting 4 Jesus
- Summer in the City
- Peace in the Valley.......Till We Get the Key to the...
- Exile on Coldharbour Lane
- Zero Tolerance
- 3000 Miles to Graceland
- Last Train to Mashville, Volume 2
- KROQ: New Music 1998
- La Peste
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 52: December 1997
- Rolling Stone: New Voices, Volume 21