The Decemberists

The Decemberists - Down lyrics

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See this ancient riverbed

See where all the follies led

Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



I was just some towhead teen

Feeling round for fingers to get in between

Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon

So knock me down, tear me up,

But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup

Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



Sweet descend this rabble round

The pretty little patter of a seaboard town

Rolling in the water and

Rolling down the old main drag



All dolled up in gabardine

The last flashing lee to appear nineteen

Queen of the water and

Queen of the old main drag



The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon

So knock me down, tear me up,

But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup

Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon

So knock me down, tear me up,

But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup

Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag



Down by the water and

Down by the old main drag
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