The river is the holy ghost   Aquatic master of the theory of flow   And well well, when my well had gone dry   Hey then you come along   And lift a cup up to my teary eye   Ain't it a shame how the rain got stuck up in the willow tree?   And it never found it's way on down to me      I think of a scenario of you and the stereo   And now the sun pours through the window to the right   And now the sun pours through the window and it's alright   Hey now the sun comes through the window and it's alright      Ain't it a shame how the rain got stuck up in the willow tree?   And it never found it's way on down to me   You come at me in stereo   I took you in and let her go   And now the sun comes through the window to the right   Hey now the sun comes through the window and it's alright (x3)