Rory Gallagher Daughter Of The Everglades( Classic Blues Rock Studio BBC Sessions)

Daughter of the Everglades Rory Gallagher Were you raised by the river Down by the low, low land Where the air is dark and sinister In the nigh there s no safe place to stand Hid in the reeds are eyes that peek, voices I can t understand Flamingos flying endlessly To the silent sky Daughter of the Everglades You never made it clear Daughter of the Everglades If you want to be here Child of the river I never saw your tears Well, you looked like your mama Before you walked, you swam Learned to makes snake tails stew From your daddy, a crazy talkin fisherman In this place there is no law; the river makes all the rules What they are I found out When I came back to look for you Daughter of the Everglades Why did you bring me here Daughter of the Everglades My love has turned to fear Child of the river Let me feel you near Well, you laughed in them But I knew after a year That you d cry