Red River - Bodeans

It was the dead of night in late July

Thunder crack made the angels cry

Waters came and washed away all my

Fears, they had the final say.

So, I took

My love to the water’s edge.

Took my

Love to the final pledge She said «Sorry

Son, I’ve had enough.

This livin' on a

Prayer is just livin' bad luck.»

And «bye-bye»…And the Red River took my love

Far away from me.

Sweet Angeline

Turned and walked away into the night

Into the water’s way.

She got caught up

In that river’s flow.

It took her down-

Down and it never let go.

You talk about

Love like its a lastin' thing.

Gold

Promises, in a wedding ring, we swore

Love, in a lastin' vow, but that just don’t

Seem to matter much now