Fork in the River - The Black Crowes

The wine may have gone sour

But you can’t blame the band

Like you can’t blame the locusts

For drought on the land

You can’t blame the sea

'Cause it’s full of your tears

And you can’t blame me

For wanting you here

There’s a fork in the river

No time to think twice

A change in the weather

So keep close at night

A hissing in the wood pile

A voice on the wind

A fork in the river

Is where we begin

I once found a rainbow

Lyin' flat on the ground

But I just kept walkin'

Thinking more were around

The buzzard, the joker

The beggar, the throne

The roses, the sugar

No safe passage home

There’s a fork in the river

No time to think twice

A change in the weather

So keep close an eye

A hissing in the wood pile

A voice on the wind

A fork in the river

Is where we begin

A fork in the river

No time to think twice

A change in the weather

So keep close an eye

A hissing in the wood pile

A voice on the wind

A fork in the river

Is where we begin

A fork in the river

Is where we begin

A fork in the river

Is where we begin