Lyrics:

B. R. Hornsby/John HornsbyThe rain held back againHaven't felt a drop since you went awayOutside of town, the hills are brownI guess way out there you'd call 'em goldenLines outside the welfare storeThe clock is stopped at the bank next doorThey yelled like hell when the boys left homeNow just like you they're all goneThe river runs low tonightEyes are closed on the waterlineThe river runs low tonightAnd you're always drifting through my mindThe river runs low tonightAnd nobody waits for the tides to riseBut I'm gonna wait till you makeThe river run highThe old man's gettin' onKeeps the morning paper in his overcoatIt keeps him warm in the cold stormAnd he told me today I look a little lonelyUp in the air they're heading southThe sky is light to the west of townWith a little cash I could get aroundYou know I'd come out there and find youThe river runs low tonightEyes are closed on the waterlineThe river runs low tonightAnd you're always drifting through my mindThe river runs low tonightAnd nobody waits for the tides to riseBut I'm gonna wait till you makeThe river run highUp in the air they're heading southThe sky is light to the west of townWith a little cash I could get aroundYou know I'd come out there and find youThe river runs low tonightEyes are closed on the waterlineThe river runs low tonightAnd you're always drifting through my mindThe river runs low tonightAnd nobody waits for the tides to riseBut I'm gonna wait till you makeThe river run high

Bruce Hornsby The River Runs Low