Blue Oyster Cult - Del Rio's Song Lyrics
Ive lived uponThe edge of chanceFor twenty years or moreAnd this is what my friends all meanBy del rios song.......oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioWhen time gets slow, and rivers freezeI think youd know enoughTo call in touch that outer frameThe inner gain, a sullen gulchWhich opens up on the way to blindmans bluffA suburb now of river roadsWhere quandry and sublime improveThe sight whose imageryIs sometimes that of fearIve lived uponThe edge of chanceFor twenty years or moreAnd this is what my friends all meanBy del rios song.......oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioWhen time gets slow, and rivers freezeI think youd know enoughTo shut the gates of walled town wallsAnd putting up some good rum punchForget the way to blindmans bluffSo packed with eyesThat glow like coalsAnd pointing towards the northOh my boat left new orleans in 1829!Hey! hey! hey! hey!My destination is a secretAnd the doctrine is softAnd just between the verse and meIts a place where you can seeLost, last and luminousScored to sky yet never foundRelics of jewelsAnd ant-track toolsA true ghost danceRehearsal groundIve lived uponThe edge of chanceFor twenty years or moreAnd this is what my friends all meanIve lived uponThe edge of chanceFor twenty years or moreAnd this is what my friends all meanBy del rios song.......oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rioDel rios song..........oh, del rio
