Tom McRae
Tom McRae - Told My Troubles To The River lyrics
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I feed on fire and confusion, of this crime I'll rid my soul, gonna slide on down to the river onna tell her all. So I told my troubles to the river and I tossed them in the deep and I washed my hands in the river but the river brings more trouble to me. I told my troubles to the river, she shared them with the seas, she returned them to me doubled, the river holds no offer of peace. I can wash this blood from my fingers I can wash this stain from my soul, but I can't wash out your memories, the river returns them all. I told my troubles to the river, she shared them with the deep, yeah I told my troubles to the river, but the river brings them back to me, yeah the river brings them back to me.