What's the matter with me,
And I'd sneak in through the window
Walking to and fro beneath the moon
Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow
To sit down on this bank of sand
Wish I was back in the city
To stand on this old bank of sand
But it's time to bring it down
If I winged and I could fly
Well, I know where I would go
Right now, just sit here so calmly
People disagree on just about everything,
Make you stop, say no, wonder why
I saw somebody on the street
Just couldn't help but cry
Oh, this old river keeps on rollin'
Don't matter what gets in the way
It's where the wind does blow
People disagree everywhere you look
Makes you want to stop and read a book
I saw somebody on the street
But all this horrible keeps on rolling
No matter what gets in the way,
we swear the wind does blow
Lock up the doors, just sit here
Hey, and watch the river, the river flow
Watch the river, the river flow
Watching the river, the river flow
Watch the river, river flow
Sit down on this back of sand
And watch the river, river flow
