Cifras
The Creek That Was

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There was a little creek,
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That ran thru the old Edwards place
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I used to pass it every week
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But now it is barely a trace
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Navy beans, little democrats, my dad called them
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Would soak all day in a pot of that creek water
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They were the main course
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Of my grandparents supper
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That little creek is now grown over
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Corporate farmers plowed it shut
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They got three more feet for their rovers
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Sealed shut, our memories to satisfy their glut
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But I can still picture it
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Like it was when my dad was a lad
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With his little wooden bucket
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Drawing water for their supper, how glad
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I can still see where it was,
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When I drive by the old place
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Hidden in the grassy waterway
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Ignoring the farm tractors noisy buzz
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Yes, they boiled their navy (D beans)
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Little democrats is what my dad called them
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In that clear, clean creek water
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The creek that was..
No creek there no more..