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Rickie Lee Jones Flying Cowboys

Down there by the river is a man Whose horn is twisted into shapes Unknown to the wicked and the wise And he bears the look of an animal Who's seen things

Well, love?s gonna bring us back alive Love?s gonna bring us back alive Over mountains where no one goes Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, we?ve been runnin?, runnin

It seems lately when I walk down the street There's somethin' in my neighborhood It's gettin' stronger every day It's like a rumor that lights up all

We will fly way up high Where the cold wind blows Or in the sun laughing having fun With lot of people that she knows And if the situation should keep

Don't let the sun catch you cryin' The night's the time for your tears Your heart may be broken tonight but tomorrow with the morning light Don't let

Down there by the river is a man Whose born is twisted into shapes Unknown to the wicked and the wise And he bears the look of an animal Who's seen things

Down there by the river is a man Whose born is twisted into shapes Unknown to the wicked and the wise And he bears the look of an animal Who's seen things

For all that it cost him He never did complain The chicken-headed man Feathering the rain But the last bus is tired And everybody's gone The horses

Down there by the river is a man Whose born is twisted into shapes Unknown to the wicked and the wise And he bears the look of an animal Who's seen things