I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you'd know enough
To call in touch that outer frame
The inner gain, a sullen gulch
Which opens up on the way to Blindman's Bluff
A suburb now of River Roads
Where quandry and sublime improve
The sight whose imagery
Is sometimes that of fear
I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean
By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio