Låttexter: Jim White. Other. Still Waters.

Well I was shacked up down in Mobile

With a girl from New York City.

She woke me up one night to tell me

That we weren't alone.

She said she saw the ghost

Of a woman staring at me.

I told her not to worry,

But in the morning when I woke up, she was gone.



So I headed on to Florida where

I tangled with some sailors.

And as I lay bloody on the wharf,

I cursed the ship they sailed on.

Wouldn't you know, twenty four hours later

That ship sank into the ocean...

Disappearing like an unwanted memory

Beneath the waves.



I guess it's 'cause, still waters run,

Run deep in me

And I got this crazy way

Crazy way of swimming in still waters.



And I was woke up just before dawn

By an old man crying in the rain.

He was drunk and he was lonely

And as he passed by he sang a hymn.

And as I lay there listening,

Well I almost joined him in that song...

But instead I just held my peace,

And waited 'till that old man moved along.



Then later on that day about

A quarter mile out of town,

I found his body hanging in

A grove of pines, swaying in the wind.

And as he swang that rope sang another hymn

To Jesus,

And this time though I don't know why,

I somehow felt inclined to sing along.



I guess it's cause, still waters run,

Run deep in me

And I got this crazy way

Crazy way of swimming in still waters.



Yes and there are projects for the dead

And there are projects for the living...

Thought I must confess sometimes

I get confused by that distinction...

And I just throw myself into the arms

Of that which would betray me.

I guess to see how far Providence

Will stoop down just to save me.



And it's all because, still waters run,

Run deep in me

And I've got this crazy way

Crazy way of swimming in still waters