Knee Deep in the Wakarusa River

Hey sweet Sherry, come and take a ride with me
 We'll drive down out south of town where nobody else will be
 We'll head to the river, where the raiders made their get away
 And we'll wade in up to our shins without spilling our bougalais
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry
 Now there's spirits on the creep bank, who want a sip of wine
 We'll share a lick with an old beatnik waiting for the stars to shine
 A little taste of heaven, but heaven is so small
 The other side seems big and wide when you're told you can have it all
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet were dry
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high
 Now the harvest moon is dangling, like an orange in the sky
 I'll uproot my muddy boots, and then we'll have to say goodbye
 I love you pretty baby, but there's something you should know
 There's a staying kind, and a praying kind
 And the good ones always go
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing my feet would dry
 Oh my darling, don't ask the reason why
 I'm standing knee deep in the Wakarusa river wishing I weren't so high