I missed the last train nBack to St. Paul;nReturned to my hotelnjust in time to miss your call.nnFound a game and came outnon a deuce or a tre,nAnd I just got luckynIn a dangerous way.nnWell, you came to menwhen the moon was full,nAnd I could not figure outnWhat you were trying to pull.nnIt was not my name you wanted,njust a place to stay.nSometimes you get luckynIn a dangerous way.nn[BEGIN CHORUS]nnDanger on the river;nDanger on the shore;nIf you didn't want the action,nwhat'd you come here for?nnPretty girl, nWas it a surprisenTo finally find the dangernIn your mama's eyes?nn[END CHORUS]nnIt might have been a crime of honor.nNo one around could say.nIt might have been just a mistake.nThings will happen that way.nnBoth men agreed it must be settlednAt the break of day,nAnd they drank a round togethernIn a dangerous way.nnAh, the duel was set for dawn,nBut the sun it never rose.nAnd, it felt like such a wastenTo get dressed in morning clothes.nnStill I saw one man smilingnAs they led him away.nI guess he knew you can get luckynIn a dangerous way.nn[BEGIN CHORUS]nnDanger on the river;nDanger on the shore;nIf you didn't want the action,nwhat'd you come here for?nnPretty girl, nWas it a surprisenTo finally find the dangernIn your mama's eyes?nn[END CHORUS]nnWell, down here love is waiting.nIt's up to you to choose it,nAnd the leaves they don't change color,nThey just give it up or lose it.nnAnd, me, I never needed loven'Til the break of day.nThat's when it gets excitingnIn a dangerous way.nnBut, you can get homesick in paradisenAnd the treasures it brings forth.nThese rivers all run south,nBut you're trying to get north.nnAnd, these visions dance around you,nBut they never come to stay.nAnd, even Jesus can smilenIn a dangerous way.nn[BEGIN CHORUS]nnDanger on the river;nDanger on the shore;nIf you didn't want the action,nwhat'd you come here for?nnPretty girl, nWas it a surprisenTo finally find the dangernIn your mama's eyes?nn[END CHORUS]nnWe laid in bednIn a winter afternoon.nThe birds flew overhead,nAnd his friend will be here soon.nnI was thinking of a duel I sawnThat never came to play;nThinking seasons can changenIn a dangerous way.nnAnd, nothing changed at all in St. Paul,nIn the time I was gone.nI was whistling a little tunenI learned from Spider John.nnHe asked me if I loved you,nBut no words came that way.nSo, I just kept whistlingnIn a dangerous way.