On The Banks Of The Mississippi

On the banks of the Mississippi 

An old man sits on his bench 

Watching the river's water flow 

Smoking cigarettes as time goes by 

Reminiscing about the years past

And his loved ones who've gone old

Now his life is shortened

His better days are gone



Watching the moon in the eventide

In the cold freezing rain

Three destinies in a cruel world

With vague dreams buried by loss

Laying their burdens down

On the banks of the Mississippi



On the banks of the Mississippi

A woman breaks down in tears

Crying for her lost love

Who was consumed by the waves

On a stormy autumn night

Never to be found again

Now her life is without meaning

Now her life is dead



Watching...



On the banks of the Mississippi

An old sailor is drinking his ale

Trying to find peace of mind, trying to ease the pain 

Regretting his actions of the past, and all those wasted years 

Time spent at bars around the world, miles away from home 

Now he longs for someone 

But no one is to be found 



Watching... 



Cast your sorrows to the wind 

And stay for a while 

Don't let them bring you down 

Those sorrows you cannot hide 

They're tearing you up inside 

Another day will come 

When you lay your burdens down