| N.C. | N.C. | N.C. | | | | | | See this ancient riverbed See where all my folly's led Down by the water and down by the old main drag I was just some tow-head teen Feeling 'round for fingers to get in between 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 | | | | | Sweet descend this rabble 'round The pretty little patter of a seaport town Rolling in the water and rolling down the old main drag All dolled up in gabardine The lash-flashing Leda of pier 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