I missed the last train
Back to St. Paul;
Returned to my hotel
Just in time to miss your call
Found a game and came out
On a deuce or a tre
And I just got lucky
In a dangerous way
Well, you came to me
When the moon was full
And I could not figure out
What you were trying to pull
It was not my name you wanted
Just a place to stay
Sometimes you get lucky
In a dangerous way
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Danger on the river;
Danger on the shore;
If you didn't want the action
What'd you come here for?
Pretty girl
Was it a surprise
To finally find the danger
In your mama's eyes?
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It might have been a crime of honor
No one around could say
It might have been just a mistake
Things will happen that way
Both men agreed it must be settled
At the break of day
And they drank a round together
In a dangerous way
Ah, the duel was set for dawn
But the sun it never rose
And, it felt like such a waste
To get dressed in morning clothes
Still I saw one man smiling
As they led him away
I guess he knew you can get lucky
In a dangerous way
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Danger on the river;
Danger on the shore;
If you didn't want the action
What'd you come here for?
Pretty girl
Was it a surprise
To finally find the danger
In your mama's eyes?
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Well, down here love is waiting
It's up to you to choose it
And the leaves they don't change color
They just give it up or lose it
And, me, I never needed love
'Til the break of day
That's when it gets exciting
In a dangerous way
But, you can get homesick in paradise
And the treasures it brings forth
These rivers all run south
But you're trying to get north
And, these visions dance around you
But they never come to stay
And, even Jesus can smile
In a dangerous way
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Danger on the river;
Danger on the shore;
If you didn't want the action
What'd you come here for?
Pretty girl
Was it a surprise
To finally find the danger
In your mama's eyes?
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We laid in bed
In a winter afternoon
The birds flew overhead
And his friend will be here soon
I was thinking of a duel I saw
That never came to play;
Thinking seasons can change
In a dangerous way
And, nothing changed at all in St. Paul
In the time I was gone
I was whistling a little tune
I learned from Spider John
He asked me if I loved you
But no words came that way
So, I just kept whistling
In a dangerous way