Watching the River Flow - Bob Dylan

What’s the matter with me

I don’t have much to say

Daylight sneaking through the window

And I’m still in this all-night café

Walking to and fro beneath the moon

Out to where the trucks are rolling slow

To sit down on this bank of sand

And watch the river flow

Wish I was back in the city

Instead of this old bank of sand

With the sun beating down over the chimney tops

And the one I love so close at hand

If I had wings and I could fly

I know where I would go

But right now I’ll just sit here so contentedly

And watch the river flow

People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah

Makes you stop and all wonder why

Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street

Who just couldn’t help but cry

Oh, this old river keeps on rolling, though

No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow

And as long as it does I’ll just sit here

And watch the river flow

People disagreeing everywhere you look

Makes you want to stop and read a book

Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street

That was really shook

But this old river keeps on rolling, though

No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow

And as long as it does I’ll just sit here

And watch the river flow

Watch the river flow

Watching the river flow

Watching the river flow

But I’ll sit down on this bank of sand

And watch the river flow