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Dylan Crash on the levee, mama, Water`s gonna overflow, Swamp`s gonna rise, No boat`s gonna row. Now, you can train on down To Williams Point, You can bust your feet, You can rock this joint. But oh mama, ain`t you gonna miss your best friend now? You`re gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Now, don`t you try an` move me, You`re just gonna lose. There`s a crash on the levee And, mama, you`ve been refused. Well, it`s sugar for sugar And salt for salt, If you go down in the flood, It`s gonna be your own fault. Oh mama, ain`t you gonna miss your best friend now? You`re gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. Well, that high tide`s risin`, Mama, don`t you let me down. Pack up your suitcase, Mama, don`t you make a sound. Now, it`s king for king, Queen for queen, It`s gonna be the meanest flood That anybody`s seen. Oh mama, ain`t you gonna miss your best friend now? Yes, you`re gonna have to find yourself Another best friend, somehow. |