Harlan's Bridge  (B. Crouch)
	Let’s go down to Harlan’s Bridge I will drink You philosophize You tell me where the waves begin I will slip into the slow afternoon Let’s go down to Harlan’s Bridge I will dive into the slow waters You just bend your spine You just cast your line You just waiting all the time for a fish that bites I’m going up top of Harlan’s Bridge The fading light makes green water turn gold Shuddering slight as I draw a deep breath Before I jump into those slow gold waters Let’s stay down at the river Until the sun falls behind old Fairview When the light fails  When the chill falls When the mists rise We’ll burn up the driftwood white and dry as old Harlan’s bones Nothing much to say let the deep green river do the talking for me Let’s go down to old Harlan’s Bridge I will drink  You philosophize When I start to run  When I take the plunge hit that water stunned you’ll think of something grand to say by the time I rise