Singing Sailors - Jackson C. Frank

There’s a river between us now

Some state line borders, some broken towns

Some singing sailors doing what they please

Now I’m down to saying prayers on my knees

I’ve loved your eyes, your innocence

In the face of bad times and where it wents

There’s no wind on this bitter earth

Time and distance claim my blues for what they’re worth

I’d call your name when I grew scared

I’d write your home if you were there

I am so broken by losing you

Only life can heal and see me through

When it «rains» I’m all alone

Confused by lonely, headed for home

Some singing sailors doing what they please

Now I’m down to saying prayers on my knees

There’s a river between us now

Some state line borders, some broken town

Some singing sailors doing what they please

Now I’m down to saying prayers on my knees

Now I’m down to saying prayers on my knees