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The River

Director and Director of Photography: A.J. Rickert-Epstein
Song written by Jason Charles Miller and Bart Allmand

Special thanks to: Kene Goldstein, Mason Cobb, Robin Broidy, The Calico Ghost Town

Song produced by Jason Charles Miller
Song mixed by Jon Walls
Song engineered by Jon Walls and Geoff Bisente
Song mastered by Stewart Cararas

Artist Management: Paul Gargano (paul@paulgargano.com) 


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Song produced by Jason Charles Miller at Central Command Studios
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Musicians on recording:
Jason Charles Miller — Vocals, acoustic guitar
Ben Peeler — Dobro

"The River"
Written by Jason Charles Miller and Bart Allmand
Count Mecha Music/Bike Music (BMI)
Bart Allmand Bro Songs (BMI)

Kneelin' down by the river, another day panning for gold
Can't even remember what I got to sell my soul
Well it's all kinda blurry, can't see through the haze
So I'm down on my knees just prayin' for better days

Well I know it wasn't love, and I know it wasn't money
It might as well been liquor 'cause my head feels kinda funny
And I know it wasn't strength, and I know it wasn't power
'cause I'm going blind getting weaker by the hour

Oh it must have been the river
'cause it keeps on calling me back home

Every ripple's just another memory, every wave's another sweet song
'bout the years gone by and the tales of right and wrong
So looked into the water
Yeah I looked down deep
And then the darkness looked back and said, "Your soul is mine to keep!"

So I jumped into that shameful cold
Wrestled old man river for my sinful soul
As he dragged me to the bottom
I lost my last breath

So I put him in a stranglehold
And I drug him up out of that deep dark cold
And ripped my spirit from his withered hands

Oh, you can't trust that river
If he's callin' you best just walk on by

Breathin' hard by the river, crawlin' away from the shore
Ain't turn my back on the river no more