See this ancient riverbed, see where all our follies are led
Down by the water and down by the old main drag
I was just some towhead teen, feeling around for fingers to get in between

Down by the water, down by the old main drag

The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon

So knock me down, tear me up

But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup
Down by the water and down by the old main drag


Sweet descend this rabble round
Pretty little patter of a seaport town
Rolling down the water and rolling down the old main drag


All dolled up in gabardine
The last flashing lee to appear nineteen

Queen of the water and queen of the old main drag

The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon
So knock me down, tear me up
But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup

Down by the water and down by the old main drag

The season rubs me wrong

The summer swells anon
So knock me down, tear me up
But I would bear it all broken just to fill my cup

Down by the water and down by the old main drag

Down by the water and down by the old main drag

Down by the water and down by the old main drag