Lyrics:
Now I'm a pretty big man around this town
I got me the hottest little Chevy around
My sweet little '66
She got a yellow front fender and a gray
the muddy river blues
Thinkin back the home washed away in the storm and when that rich man lit the fuse
When that muddy old river came flowin on by
That
Wherein I bathed with you.
Bewildered by your beauty there,
I'd kneel to dry your feet.
By such instructions you prepare
A man for Boogie Street.
O
glow
I'll see you again my friend
And I'll stay with you till the end
River wide
River rise
Old man moon I see you
Callin' me to come to you
You will
of buckwheat and Judy Garland.
Projecting your tongue into the crevices to soak up the savoury enticement
of public rest rooms where hobos stare through windows
the old man on the other side
I have to leave, I've got to reach a better place, today
I watch the river flow I watch the river flow
I watch the river
Sonny lives on a farm, in a wide open space
Take off your shoes, stay out of the race
Lay down your head, on a soft river bed
Sonny always
of Kampuchea, Cambodia
A little way in from the
Border in the crowded camps
I've seen mothers giving birth
Seen beautiful orphans dance
An old man turns
a saint
I don't claim to be a god damn thang that I ain't
It's getting old
Glitter ain't gold, man it ain't what you see
I was raised by the wolves in
old man i think i'd do it
I think i'd do it
Hey, I got to move I got to get to it
Now I don't claim to be no
Jive or giant among men
But listen let me
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
And Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
There ain't no rope stout enough to bind me
by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For
get no special dispensation for this belief now
You're an old man sitting by a fire, hear the mist rolling off the sea
You're a distant memory in
man,
He earned our living with his hands
He had to cross the river every day
He picked up a union card out of the neptune yard
Mouths to feed
confused by the smile I used
I might have been grinning but I am not amused
Suspicion made my eyes old they no longer glisten
Innuendo whispers to those who
O-o-o-o-my home is
O-o-o-o-ohio
Down by the river, near the burned down bridge
Pulled a .22 trigger and it bust my lid
I was eight years old when I
OLD RIVER BORDER
Take it all the way
Over the old river border
Running in the Shadows
Where the old river border goes
Its looking like its gonna
my way, take a boat from the river and I'd bury the old man.
I'd bury him at sea.
Blessed are the poor, for they shall inherit the earth.
Better
looks like better days are bein' born now
Oh yes they are
They met the old man livin' on the highway
He raised up his finger
As they were passin' by
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a-goin' dry...
The interest is up and the stock market's down
And you
a swollen and the rivers are a swellin'
And you cannot find a hole in which to hide 'cept one you fell in
And that muddy old man river tries to take you for
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
Charles Avenue
Though I couldn't hear the bells of the streetcars coming
By toeing the track I knew
And if I were an old man returning
With my
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