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• Artiste: King Calaway
• Titre: Let It Flow
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She was a blue eyed rebel child with a Sunday morning smile I was seventeen, knew everything except how to make her mine I picked her up in dad's old truck and that night I kissed her A first love grew wings while the fireflies blinked by the Tennessee river And we sang along to the radio And we danced when they played one slow Nothing better to do but fall in love And watch the old river flow Let it flow Let it flow He dropped me off and picked me up again a hundred times that summer We grew up a little more every time that we saw each other I learned her middle name and her favorite color, just laying out there with her With the moon through the trees, with the birds and the bees on a Tennessee river And we sang along to the radio And we danced when they played one slow Nothing better to do but fall in love And watch the old river flow Let it flow Let it flow Sometimes I take the long way home past that cobble bridge Watch the sun go down, just think about those two stupid kids It ain't too much but sometimes I stop and let myself miss her Where our love grew wings, yeah I still think about the Tennessee river Yeah we sang along to the radio And we danced when they played one slow Nothing better to do but fall in love And watch the old river flow Nothing better to do but fall in love And watch the old river flow Let it flow Let it flow