There's a house across the river but alas I cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty that the flowers seem to grin
There's a house across the river but alas I cannot swim
I'll live my life regretting that I never jumped in
There's a boy across the river with short black curly hair
He wants to be my lover and I want to be his peer
There's a boy across the river but alas I cannot swim
I never will get to put my arms around him
There's a life across the river that was meant for me
Instead I live my life in constant misery
There's a life across the river but I do not see
Why I should please those who will never be pleased
There is gold across the river but I don't want none
There is gold across the river but I don't want none
Gold is fleeting, gold is fickle, gold is fun
Gold is fleeting, gold is fickle, gold is fun
There is gold across the river but I don't want none
I would rather by dry than held up by a golden gun
Singing work more, earn more, live more, have more fun
Singing work more, earn more, live more, have more fun
Singing work more, earn more, live more, have more fun
Writer(s): Laura Beatrice Marling
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