时间：1989-01-01
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Lost River - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Written by：Michael Martin Murphey
There's a lost river that flows
In a valley where no on e goes
Where the wild water's rush
Rumbles deep in the hush
Gone far from there now
Lord I'll be back somehow
To where the lost river winds
In the shadow of the pines
Oh lost river now I'm coming back
To the pot belly stove where the firewood's all stacked
Oh quebec girl go with me
Oh my bell my fleur de lis
Where the lost river winds
In the shadow of the pines
Now every body knows
Where that lost river flows
It's someplace he's lost
Behind bridges that he's crossed
Well he'd like to return
But his bridges are all burned
And he's much too far down
To return to higher ground
Oh lost river now I'm coming back
To the pot belly stove where the firewood's all stacked
Oh Quebec girl go with me
Oh my bell my fleur de lis
Where the lost river winds
In the shadow of the pines
Oh lost river far over ther ridge
Now is it too late for me to build me a new bridge
To the bright golden time
When her love was still mine
And the world was still wild
Like the heart of a child
Oh lost river now I'm coming back
To the pot belly stove where the firewood's all stacked
Oh Quebec girl go with me
Oh my bell my fleur de lis
Where the lost river winds
In the shadow of the pines
Where the lost river winds
In the shadow of the pines
