Whiskey River

Life was sweet,
easy street,
you know, skinned knees
and spelling bees,
climbing trees
and sayin’ please;
‘til that summer daddy
took us all for a ride on
Whiskey River –
see, no one comes
out of that river
they way they
went in

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