Hey babe, the river's rising,
Go roll up your jeans,
Put some sandbags around the house,
The water's looking mean.
Grab your pictures and grab your jewels,
I'll grab the gun and pack some tools.
I haven't seen the creek this high
Since I was seventeen.
And there was a flood,
I hope you swim better than you lie.
And it was the sound
Of your breathless sigh,
"You are the flood."
Do you remember the ring on your finger
When you're lying next to him?
Were you lying when you said
"It won't happen again"?
If God made hope for sorry fools,
I'll throw out all your precious jewels,
And wade into the waters of
Death and sin.
And there was a flood,
I hope you swim better than you lie.
And it was the sound
Of your breathless sigh,
"You are the flood."
And there was a flood,
I hope you swim better than you lie.
And it was the sound
Of your breathless sigh,
"You are the flood."
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