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B. R. HornsbyRiding in the early evening I'd sayI know of a certain treeI always asked if you wanted to goYou'd just sit there silentlyNow you say come on let's goYou know where you want to beAs I watch you tan in the waters so brownDesire gets the best of modestyWalk me down the side of the waterLay your weary head on meLay your clothes up on the tableWrap your worries round the red cedar treeIt's a special nightLooks like a special nightThere'll be some changes made on the water tonightGo in a boy and come out a manLooking out at the waterYou say 'What do you think?'Indecision in my face and armsYou say you either swim or you sinkSliding off sliding on downWetness in the evening mistNo ride in the countrysideEver compared to thisWalk me down the side of the waterLay your weary head on meLay your clothes up on the tableWrap your worries round the red cedar treeIt's a special nightLooks like a special nightThere'll be some changes made on the water tonightGo in a boy and come out a man

Bruce Hornsby Special Night