I heard you crying and your crying eyes I could feel your moaning through your crying eyes Going back down to the river To catch me a fire again Hear my woes red river And watch me wash away
Red and blue light coming, calling my name Guided by moonlight I’m not gunna come back home for days Going back down to the river Swollen from the rain Hear my woes red river Wash away my shame
Dead cold to black morning, blood dry all over me Taken down by the copper’s and run me in From the dust like a bad dream, Across the wind comes crying And that old river she’s running red