Dragging the River
(Richard Thompson)
You thought that you were smart, little tart
When you threw me over for Shorty McKay
You thought that I would take it like a white man
And squeeze your hand as we said goodbye
Now the Police are out there dragging the river
Looking for a body, five foot two
There've been complaints about the drinking water
So they're dragging the river for you
I spent a fortune keeping you quiet
And you found a nice way of paying me back
Now how does the future look without me
From the inside of a sack?
Now the Police are out there dragging the river
Looking for a bone in an Irish stew
God help the worms and God help the fishies
They're dragging the river for you
All my life I've been a coward
You know I never had the nerve to fend for myself
Killing you was the best thing I ever did
You worked wonders for my mental health
Now the Police are out there dragging the river
Looking for a body, five foot two
Now the divers are down and the beaters are out
They're dragging the river for you
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performed by Richard Thompson live in Durham 1972, but never officially
recorded.
copyright Warlock Music
MJ
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!