River Road

Writer: Ryan Connolly

Ryan Connolly

River Road

There’s train tracks that run,
Threw the hearts of this town,
People congregated, to get drunk and loud,
 no trains ever pass threw this ghost town,
But whispers still linger within the crowd,

Old man River was a place that we’d go,
When the whiskey was empty and the beers were running low,

16 and free,
No rules or laws,
that we wouldn’t break,
For a memory to hold X3

A six pack away from your first kiss,
Hit the whiskey boy,
And you’ll be swinging fists,
Man those tracks,
were my first black eye,
But I lit up your world,
Like the 4th of July x3

Old man River was a place that we’d go,
When the whiskey was empty and the beers were running low,
16 and free,
No rules or laws,
that we wouldn’t break,
For a memory to hold X4

Man those tracks,
Were my first broken heart,
You know that girl took me,
And toar me apart,
Man those tracks,
I learnt what a true friend was,
Those boys had my back,
no matter who we crossed,
no matter the odds
Chorus.

Old man Rivers was a place that we’d go,
When the whiskey was empty and the beer was running low,
I was 16 and free,
No rules or laws,
We wouldn’t break,
For a memory to hold X3

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