Black River

You gave me
 A boozers gut
 The outlook is pretty grim
 Condemned in my heart
 I guess these salad days have taken their toll
 You gave me
 The sailors tongue
 I curse the day you were born
 And in five years of hell
 You tortured my soul
 I guess these salad days have taken their toll
 Black River
 She pulls me in
 White lighting
 Can you raise the dead
 Will you keep your word, and deliver
 Black River
 White lighting
 You left me
 A broken man
 To lonely to get out of bed
 'N the emblem of youth that hangs on my wall
 Well it waits for its owner to call
 Black river
 She pulls me in
 White lighting
 Can you raise the dead?
 Will you keep your word, and deliver
 Black river
 White Lighting
 Instrumental
 Ooooh can you save this sinking ship?
 Can you... X 8