Big River
I taught the weeping willow how to cry cry cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a blue, blue sky
And the tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you, big river
And I'm gonna sit right here until I die
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota
And it tore me up every time I heard her growl southern drawl
I heard my dream went back downstream before fording in Davenport
And I followed you, big river, when she called
Oh, she took me to St. Louis later on, down the river
A freighter said, "She's been there, but she's gone boy, she's gone"
And I found a trail in Memphis, but you just walk up the bluff
Raised a few eyebrows and went on down alone
Well, I pulled in the night just next day down the river
But there wasn't much there to make around to stay very long
When I left it was raining, so nobody saw me cry
Big river, why is she doing me this way?
Now won't you bat it down the Baton Rouge, river queen, roll it on?
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans
Home, I've had enough, done my blues, down in the Gulf
She loves you big river more than me
I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky
And the tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you, big river
And I'm gonna sit right here until I die
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a blue, blue sky
And the tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you, big river
And I'm gonna sit right here until I die
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota
And it tore me up every time I heard her growl southern drawl
I heard my dream went back downstream before fording in Davenport
And I followed you, big river, when she called
Oh, she took me to St. Louis later on, down the river
A freighter said, "She's been there, but she's gone boy, she's gone"
And I found a trail in Memphis, but you just walk up the bluff
Raised a few eyebrows and went on down alone
Well, I pulled in the night just next day down the river
But there wasn't much there to make around to stay very long
When I left it was raining, so nobody saw me cry
Big river, why is she doing me this way?
Now won't you bat it down the Baton Rouge, river queen, roll it on?
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans
Home, I've had enough, done my blues, down in the Gulf
She loves you big river more than me
I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky
And the tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you, big river
And I'm gonna sit right here until I die
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Writer(s): Johnny R. Cash
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