Well, her letter came late, but late was better than never
She said she's finally reached the end of that man's tether
She said she's willing to run away and if I mean the things I say
Would I meet her tonight at the Black Spruce River
There's some people in town would like to know the reason
I've been hanging around here when there ain't no work this season
You can dress it up with lies but love can't be disguised
And the rumor mill still runs on the Black Spruce River
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Oh, now darling darling everything's gonna be alright
Where the water runs wild and free, then I will hold you tight
Who's to say what's wrong or what is right
On the banks of the Black Spruce River
Well it's a rocky road that seems to wind forever
And its cold wind cuts threw this old coat of leather
But there's a fire that burns away, all fears of yesterday
And it warms me on my way to the Black Spruce River
CHORUS
I can see her car by the light of the half moon's cradle
By where the wooden bridge got washed away last April
I could see her behind the wheel
But there's something wrong with the windshield
And there's nothing moving but the cold, cold river
In a daze I walk with my headlight beam behind me
As I lift her lifeless body my tears did blind me
I never saw him taking aim
But I felt the searing pain
As we fell together in the Black Spruce River
CHORUS
Black Spruce River was produced by Matt Minglewood.