"Harry Rivers" - Sean Riley & The Slowriders

Well, Harry Rivers is a friend of mine,
moved out of the city to the countryside.
Tell me doctor, how much time I have got?
Don't worry man, more than a lot.
So run hug your brother, get along with your father,
I'll hide all the pills, rifles and daggers.


Harry loves drinkin', Harry loves fishin'
But he spends his days mostly wishin'(x2)
How life could be a little less harsh on him
How life could be a little less harsh on Harry


Well, I remeber Harry ten years ago,
ringing my door bell, not doing well.
He couldn't sleep for days,wearing the same shirt,
blood on his hands, someone got hurt.
I took him home and got him in bed,
sat by his side, Louise looked sad.

Harry loves drinkin', Harry loves fishin'
But he spends his days mostly wishin'(x2)
How life could be a little less harsh on him
If only life could be a little less harsh on Harry

How life, how life, how life...
How life, how life, how life...
Life, life, life...