Текст песни Jimmy Dean - Old Rivers
Jimmy Dean - Old Rivers слова песни
How old was I when I first seen Old RiversI can`t remember when he weren`t aroundThat old fellow he did a heap of work he spent his whole life walkin` plowed groundHe had the one roomed shack not far from us well we`s about as poor as himHe had one old mule he used to call Midnight I`d tread along after thenHe used to plow them rows just straight and deep and I`d come along behindBustin` up plows with my own bare feet Old Rivers he was a friend of mineThe sun had get high and that old mule he`d work Old Rivers he`d finally say whoaHe`d wipe his brow and he`d laid back on them reinsHe`d talk about that place he`s wanna goHe used to say one of these days I`m gonna climb that mountain I`m gonna walk up there among them CloudsWhere the cotton`s high and the corns`re growin` and there ain`t no fields to plowI got a letter today it`s from the folks back homeThey`re all doin` fine the crop`s a little dryMom said down near the end, you heard Old Rivers diedSittin` here now on this new plowed earth just tryin` find a little shadeWell sun`s beatin` down cross them fields now I can see that mule Old Rivers and meI hear `em sayin` one of these days...With the sun beaitin` down cross them fields (I see) that mule Old Rivers and me