Matthew Friedberger - Up the River lyrics

Wait for her for hours at home Got the call: she suffered from psycho-somatic sudden d**h syndrome. If only I could find the secret source of the Missouri River on Opposite Day, I could cross over to the other side and tell my baby I miss her. Up up and away to where my baby went Up over to find a spot that's heaven sent (literally) Up up and away to where my baby went Go shake my stick at any tributary bent Here I go Army corps of Engineers Gave me a canoe the key to the locks and a warm six-pack of beers. The lower gasconade didn't seem to keep any secrets from me (Middle Milk the big dry Lower Milk little muddy Big Porcupine lower tongue Keg weeping water cache La Poudre Monona-Harrison ditch Blackbird soldier Lower Laramie Upper lodge pole Little powder ruby Upper Republican Lower gasconade Middle big blue) Belfield ND, on the upper heart though the spot I had in mind wouldn't be quite so windy for a start (or maybe it would) I stared in the waters of the little Milk for two hours straight but I never saw her reflection even once. Up up and away to where my baby went Up over to find a spot that's heaven sent (literally) Up up and away to where my baby went Go shake my stick at any tributary bent Here I go Keg keeping water; Monona Harrison Ditch My supplies were running low, and I couldn't decide which Lack of success on the Big Porcupine had pricked at my self-esteem I resolved to turn for home Maybe I'll go back and suffer from psycho-somatic sudden d**h syndrome. Did the middle big blue break my heart, Or did she, Or did I do it to myself?