Knee Deep in the Wakarusa River

Hey sweet Sherry, come and take a ride with me We'll drive down out south of town where nobody else will be We'll head to the river, where the raiders made their get away And we'll wade in up to our shins without spilling our bougalais Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry Now there's spirits on the creep bank, who want a sip of wine We'll share a lick with an old beatnik waiting for the stars to shine A little taste of heaven, but heaven is so small The other side seems big and wide when you're told you can have it all Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet were dry Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high Now the harvest moon is dangling, like an orange in the sky I'll uproot my muddy boots, and then we'll have to say goodbye I love you pretty baby, but there's something you should know There's a staying kind, and a praying kind And the good ones always go Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high