I was trapped in Black River Falls looking down from a bridge the dark water called
my car had melted down in a cloud of steam after thanksgiving I was freezing from
those black river blues

I was stuck out of money out of love out of luck ready to jump in and give it up
then I thought of how many times I’d been through the ringer and come out clean and dry
and I felt grateful for every failure that tought me how to swim through those black river blues

My first love her name was Dina she moved so fast you could hardly see her
she was a speed freak naturally she had the metabolism of a rhesus monkey
and when she swung off suddenly I got those black river blues

She went off to the holy land she came back with a gun in her hand
it’s a very militant place you see and she shot me down with no mercy
full of soul holes filled with black river blues

The next one her name was Debbie but when I flowed she was always ebbing
she had this thing about wetness and when she finally dried up
she left me with a pail of those

She went off to the Alaskan winter and all my letters came back return to sender
no mail receptacle they said no receptacle for this male just a pail of black river blues

The last one her name was Lynne spelled with an e just like the french
which is how we kissed I tasted bliss and when she split
my guts began to twist with those black river blues

Her scorpio sting left me weak in the knees then she winged off a pheonix towards the florida keys with the key to my art inspired and expired my heart
with those black river blues

I don’t know who’ll be next but I sure hope I can break this hex
and have some more good sex brew me a voodo stew wing of bat and eye of newt and start out new with no more black river blues

This is an update I wrote this later Got a real good woman looks like a raven.
Kathleen, a real irish seal being. She freeing me to reach peaceful seas
After passing through all my black river blues.