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letra de the sangamon - ben bedford

down to the river i’m throwing it all away
your dresses, your letters, your ribbons and golden rings
the wildflowers you pressed tween the leaves of the pages
down the sangamon they’re floating away
the stones ‘cross the river are cut with familiar names
and i wake in the darkness to starlight and troubled dreams
to that old fallen oak where i cradled your darling head
just the sangamon heard all we said

and this town no longer calls me
it holds no breath for me
onе day i’ll fly
one day i’ll run
one day i’ll cross the sangamon

sundown at harvеst i listened and heard your call
i can still see you laughing
how you leaned against the cabin wall
and guided my hand over the swelling of life inside
on the sangamon with love in your eyes

and this town no longer calls me
it holds no breath for me
one day i’ll fly
one day i’ll run
one day i’ll cross the sangamon
the doctor was nervous with sweat running down his nose
and he rattled off orders but my hands were numb and cold
three hours in, there was nothing that he could do
on the sangamon with nothing to lose

this town no longer calls me
it holds no breath for me
one day i’ll fly
one day i’ll run
one day i’ll cross the sangamon

- ben bedford

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