You can't float down Mad River / And just leave this mess behind you.
© J. Patrick Sharpe
Lyrics and Music by J. Patrick Sharpe
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You were born in Ohio on the banks of the water
And your battles with your family made you leave them far behind
(Ch) While the waters rage
With the passing days
And you can't float down Mad River
And just leave this mess behind you
Well you went down to Cincinnati and you married a pretty girl
But the anger built up inside you and you left her with the kids (Ch)
Outside the leaves are falling and you're sitting all alone
You've got nothing to show for living and you're sinking like a stone (Ch)
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