Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Reyne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Reyne
Composer
Davitt Sigerson
Composer
Johnnie Scott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Davitt Sigerson
Producer
John Hudson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
This river's running deeper
Water's cold as ice
This river's running deeper
Water's cold as ice
While we ricochetted from doorways
And rolled the liar's dice
Now would you ever hurt me
Or leave me in the lurch
Now would you ever hurt me baby
Or leave me in the lurch
Do dogs chase after passing cars
Do Nuns kneel down in church
Chorus
Rushing Waters
Sleeping Daughters
Rip it up
Rip it up
There's a message from my baby
Lipstick on the fridge
There's a message from my baby
Lipstick on the fridge
It says James don't wait up for me
Ah take it to the bridge
And drop it in the water
When I call I call your name
Your not there your still to blame
When your gone I feel the shame
When I call I call your name
Your not there your still to blame
When your gone I feel the shame
Rip it up
You always had a soft spot
For an educated tongue
You always had a soft spot baby
For an educated tounge
I could've been your Henry Higgins
Could've been my Pygmalion
Written by: Davitt Sigerson, James Reyne, Johnnie Scott