Lyrics:

Yeah, I've become a glad man singing a song
'Bout a soldier want a boot and a fallen angel
Naked as a fish at night
'Bout a sad man climbed up a willow bough
And the cops are on the fence 'round a dog in the manger
And the mouth of the river is wide
Wide, wide

Yeah, I've become a glad man singing a song
About the bushes by the gas pump gone to flower
And a constant star collides
About a sad man saying they've forgotten how
And a baby quit sucking when the milk went sour
And the mouth of the river is wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide

About a sad man lost in the hammock's sway
When the bridal gown came mama spit out the window
And the cops said the dog won't bite
And the sad man's saying they've forgotten how
And the blood running black in the valley shadows
River running all the while

Yeah, I've become a glad man singing a song
About a lover rolled over, said you must be tired
And the truth coming towards the light
About a sad man knocking on a chapel door
And a burned out boat called Tried by Fire
The mouth of the river is wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide