Down at the River
I’m
down at the river
Waiting
for you
I
received some bad news
Last
time I was through
And
up on the hilltop
I
see an old Indian man
He
was watching over me
Watching
over his land
I’m
down at the river
Waiting
on my chance
To hold
you once again
Where
the angels dance
And
the sunset has your smile
Good
rivers gather all your tears
Love
only gets sweeter
With
the passing of the years
Down
at the river
Where
we used to play
I
spend my time fishing
Learning
how to pray
When
I hear you laughing
Well
I look into the sky
I
call upon the raindrops
To
join me when I cry