Letra   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, ring (...)