Knee Deep In The Walkarusa River

Hey sweet Sherry, come and take a ride with me
We'll drive down out south of town where nobody else will be
We'll head to the river, where the raiders made their get away
And we'll wade in up to our shins without spilling our bougalais

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry

Now there's spirits on the creep bank, who want a sip of wine
We'll share a lick with an old beatnik waiting for the stars to shine
A little taste of heaven, but heaven is so small
The other side seems big and wide when you're told you can have it all

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet were dry

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high

Now the harvest moon is dangling, like an orange in the sky
I'll uproot my muddy boots, and then we'll have to say goodbye
I love you pretty baby, but there's something you should know
There's a staying kind, and a praying kind
And the good ones always go

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry

Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high