| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
What's the matter with me,
I don't have much to say,
Daylight
sneakin' through the window
And I'm still in this all-night cafe.
Walkin' to and fro
beneath the moon
Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow,
To sit down on this bank of
sand
And watch the river flow.
Wish I was back in the city
Instead of this old
bank of sand,
With the sun beating down over the chimney tops
And the one I love so close
at hand.
If I had wings and I could fly,
I know where I would go.
But right now I'll
just sit here so contentedly
And watch the river flow.
People disagreeing on all
just about everything, yeah,
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
Why only yesterday I saw
somebody on the street
Who just couldn't help but cry.
Oh, this ol' river keeps on
rollin', though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as
long as it does I'll just sit here
And watch the river flow.
People disagreeing
everywhere you look,
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Why only yesterday I saw
somebody on the street
That was really shook.
But this ol' river keeps on rollin',
though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it
does I'll just sit here
And watch the river flow.
Watch the river
flow,
Watchin' the river flow,
Watchin' the river flow,
But I'll sit down on this
bank of sand
And watch the river flow |
