• Song:

    Everythings Turning To White

  • Artist:

    Paul Kelly

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Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with 3 friends 
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They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to last them all through the weekend 
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One hundred miles they drove just to fish in a stream 
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There's so much water so close to home 
 
When they arrived it was cold and dark, they set up they're camp quickly 

Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river where the water flowed by star clean 

In the moonlight they saw the body, of a girl floating face down 

There's so much water so close to home 


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As he holds me know I'm pretending 
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It feels like i'm frozen inside 
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And behind my eyes, my daily disguise  
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Everything's turning to white  
 
 
 
It was too hard to tell how long she's been dead 
The water was that close to freezing 
But one things for sure, the girl hadn't died very well to judge from the bruising 
They stood there above her all thinking, the same thoughts at the same time 
There's so much water so close to home 
 
So here's what they did, they carried her downstream , 
between two  rocks they gently wedged her 
After all it was late they had come a long way well the girl she was going nowhere 
They stayed up there fishing for two days, they reported when they came back down 
There's so much water so close to home 
 
Chorus  
 
The newspapers said the girl had been stragled to death, and also molested 
On the day of the funeral, the radio reported that a young man had been arrested 
I went to the service a stranger, I drove past the lake out of town 
There's so much water, So close to home
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