Bob Dylan - Red river shore Lyrics
Some of us turn off the lights and we liveIn the moonlight shooting bySome of us scare ourselves to death in the darkTo be where the angels flyPretty maids all in a row lined upOutside my cabin doorI've never wanted any of them wanting me'Cept the girl from the Red River shoreWell, I sat by her side and for a while I triedTo make that girl my wifeShe gave me her best advice and she said"Go home and lead a quiet life."Well, I've been to the east and I've been to the westAnd I've been out where the black winds roarSomehow, though, I never did get that farWith the girl from the Red River shoreWell, I knew when I first laid eyes on herI could never be freeOne look at her and I knew right awayShe should always be with meWell, the dream dried up a long time agoDon't know where it is anymoreTrue to life, true to meWas the girl from the Red River shoreNow I'm wearing the cloak of miseryAnd I've tasted jilted loveAnd the frozen smile upon my faceFits me like a gloveBut I can't escape from the memoryOf the one that I'll always adoreAll those nights when I lay in the armsOf the girl from the Red River shoreWell, we're living in the shadows of a fading pastTrapped in the fires of timeI've tried not to ever hurt anybodyAnd to stay out of a life of crimeAnd when it's all been said and doneI never did know the scoreOne more day is another day awayFrom the girl from the Red River shoreWell, I'm a stranger here in a strange landBut I know this is where I belongI'll ramble and gamble for the one I loveAnd the hills will give me a songThough nothing looks familiar to meI know I've stayed here beforeOnce, a thousand nights agoWith the girl from the Red River shoreWell, I went back to see about it onceWent back to straighten it outEverybody that I talked to had seen us thereSaid they didn't know who I was talking aboutWell, the sun went down on me a long time agoI've had to fall back from the doorI wish I could have spent every hour of my lifeWith the girl from the Red River shoreNow, I've heard of a guy who lived a long time agoA man full of sorrow and strifeWhenever someone around him died and was deadHe knew how to bring 'em on back to lifeWell, I don't know what kind of language he usedOr if they do that kind of thing anymoreSometimes I think nobody ever saw me here at all'Cept the girl from the Red River shore
