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Tim McGraw - Between The River And Me Lyrics



Tim McGraw - Between The River And Me Lyrics




I was fifteen when my daddy died,
Momma worked two jobs just to get by.
It seemed like a blessing when Harley came around,
So she took his name but I had my doubts.

It didnt' take long for his drinking ways
To start showin up on Momma's face
One violent night hiding under my bed
I swore that he'd never see another sunset

Next Day I followed him down to the river bank
I knew one of us wouldn't walk away

I mighta had a plan but he didn't know it
I mighta been scared but I didn't show it
That's all between the river and me
With the current and the rocks it could have been risky
He might have been sober but I brought the whiskey
And that's all between the river and me

I walked up to him and I said his name
Just so he could see the look on my face
We stood eye to eye and toe to toe
When I told him that he wasn't gonna come back home

He raised his fist to me but I didn't flinch
I said "I ain't your son you son of a bitch"

I mighta had a knife in my back pocket
I mighta pulled it out before he saw it
But that's all between the river and me
I mighta had a gun but I didn't fire it
He mighta tried to yell but I kept him quiet
That's all between the river and me
That's all between the river and me

The sheriff came knockin on our front door
Said they found his body by the reservoir
Bottle in his shirt, liquor in his blood
Mus have fallen in the river and he never came up

Might've been blood but they never saw it
Just a little mud on the living room carpet
That's all between the river and me
After what he did, no, there ain't no wonder
Can't remember how long I held him under
That's all between the river and me
That's all between the river and me
Yeeaah, that's all between the river and me
That's all, that's all.
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I was fifteen when my daddy died,
Momma worked two jobs just to get by.
It seemed like a blessing when Harley came around,
So she took his name but I had my doubts.

It didnt' take long for his drinking ways
To start showin up on Momma's face
One violent night hiding under my bed
I swore that he'd never see another sunset

Next Day I followed him down to the river bank
I knew one of us wouldn't walk away

I mighta had a plan but he didn't know it
I mighta been scared but I didn't show it
That's all between the river and me
With the current and the rocks it could have been risky
He might have been sober but I brought the whiskey
And that's all between the river and me

I walked up to him and I said his name
Just so he could see the look on my face
We stood eye to eye and toe to toe
When I told him that he wasn't gonna come back home

He raised his fist to me but I didn't flinch
I said "I ain't your son you son of a bitch"

I mighta had a knife in my back pocket
I mighta pulled it out before he saw it
But that's all between the river and me
I mighta had a gun but I didn't fire it
He mighta tried to yell but I kept him quiet
That's all between the river and me
That's all between the river and me

The sheriff came knockin on our front door
Said they found his body by the reservoir
Bottle in his shirt, liquor in his blood
Mus have fallen in the river and he never came up

Might've been blood but they never saw it
Just a little mud on the living room carpet
That's all between the river and me
After what he did, no, there ain't no wonder
Can't remember how long I held him under
That's all between the river and me
That's all between the river and me
Yeeaah, that's all between the river and me
That's all, that's all.
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Writer: RODNEY CROWELL, JAMES SLATER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management

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