The Creek That Was(Chords)

	        
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There was a little creek, 
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That ran thru the old Edwards place 
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I used to pass it every week 
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But now it is barely a trace 

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Navy beans, little democrats, my dad called them 
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Would soak all day in a pot of that creek water 
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They were the main course 
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Of my grandparents supper 

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That little creek is now grown over 
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Corporate farmers plowed it shut 
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They got three more feet for their rovers 
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Sealed shut, our memories to satisfy their glut 

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But I can still picture it 
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Like it was when my dad was a lad 
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With his little wooden bucket 
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Drawing water for their supper, how glad 

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I can still see where it was, 
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When I drive by the old place 
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Hidden in the grassy waterway 
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Ignoring the farm tractors noisy buzz 

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Yes, they boiled their navy (D beans) 
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Little democrats is what my dad called them 
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In that clear, clean creek water 
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The creek that was.. 

No creek there no more..