Wash Me by Composey

Wash me by the river, by the clear and flowing river.
Let the stream unwind and take my mind, I'll enter with a shiver.
I have traveled, oh so weary. I am tired and can't think clearly,
so wash me. Wash me.

Wash me by the river, oh gently deliver
my messy self, oh do please help me.
Clear away this facade as I humbly trod on in, with all my sins.

The current sweeps, tickles my feet and the breeze lifts me so high.
Lap up the dirt, tease and flirt my thoughts, drifting on by.

Oh wash me by the creekside, by the shallow or the deep side.
At this point, I honestly don't care.
I have seemed to misplace all my etiquette and grace,
so for all deity's sake, please come and wash me.

The current knows, tickles my toes and the breeze lifts me so high.
Lap up this dirt, you tease and you flirt.
Wash me by, wash me by, wash me bye and bye.

• Folk
• ally
• family friendly
• humanity
• indie folk
• jazzy
• multi-instrumentalist
• piano and vocals
• Saint Paul