THERE'S A COLD WIND THAT BLOWS IN A VALLEY WHERE NO ONE GOES
WHERE THE WILD WATERS RUSH, RUMBLES DEEP IN THE HUSH
GO FAR FROM THERE NOW, LORD, I'LL GET BACK SOME HOW
WHERE THE LOST RIVER WINDS IN THE SHADOW OF THE PINES

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OH LOST RIVER, NOW I'M COMING BACK
TO THE POT-BELLIED STOVE, WHERE THE FIRE WOODS ALL STACK
MOI QUEBEC GIRL GO WITH ME, I'M A BELLE OF FLEUR DE LEA
WHERE THE LOST RIVER WINDS IN THE SHADOW OF THE PINES

NOW EVERYBODY KNOWS WHERE THAT LOST RIVER FLOWS
IT'S SOME PLACE HE'S LOST, BEHIND BRIDGES THAT HE'S CROSSED
BUT HE'D LIKE TO RETURN, BUT THE BRIDGES HAVE ALL BURNED
AND HE'S MUCH TOO FAR DOWN TO RETURN TO HIGHER GROUND

OH LOST RIVER, FAR OVER THE RIDGE
NOW IS IT TOO LATE FOR ME TO BURN ME A NEW BRIDGE
TO THE BRIGHT GOLDEN TIMES, WHERE HER LOVE WAS STILL MINE
AND THE WORLD WAS STILL WILD, LIKE THE HEART OF A CHILD

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