My harp is tuned to the mourning wind   My flute to the voice that weeps within   And I taught the widows' hearts to sing   You're such a nasty little girl      If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river   If you wanna taste the water   Gotta drown, drown, drown      Turned back, had a fall from grace   Now we find each other face to face   The wells you drank from all ran dry   Now you are standing all alone      If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river   If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river      I hope this letter finds you well   You're such a nasty little girl      If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river   If you wanna taste the water   Gotta drown, drown, drown      My harp is tuned to the mourning wind   My flute to the voice that weeps within      If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river   If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river      If you wanna taste the water   Gotta come to the river   If you wanna taste the water   Gotta drown, drown, drown