Sometimes I'd like to cut down early, when the sweetest breeze is blowing that ole
summer season down
And the hard times comes back, from where only strong men can go
And the dirty works all done here in the town.
I could pick up my things from the keeper, collect what pay is due me from the man
from the man.
I could walk straight down the floodway where the water bends around,
And follow you Old River to my home.
Oh, but if I could, I'd be gone tomorrow Oh, but if I could, I'd leave today.
If I just had the strength left Lord, to get myself back home,
I'd leave right now, but I guess I'm gonna stay.
Time seems to stain this old man's soul, and now the pain, it comes from places
that I never knew before.
It's a pity what has come and gone, I long for younger days, the cold wind
chills me right down to my bones.
Maybe next year things may be some different. All the friends that I have made
here might help me on my way.
If I just had the strength left Lord, to get myself back home, I'd leave right
now, but I guess I'm gonna stay.
Repeat chorus twice
Lyrics submitted by VampedVixen