Where The River Flows - John Fogerty

I was walkin' the main road, comin' into town

I came upon a stranger, lying on the ground

He said «I been in prison, and now I’m on the run

I’m feelin' kinda weary, gotta make it home.»

Where the river flows, where the water goes

I’ll be over there, waitin' over there, where the river flows

Well I didn’t have a lot to give, but I gave him what I could

Listened while he talked about the bad times and the good

And early in the mornin', I took an old man home

Left him by the river, left him all alone

Where the river flows, where the water goes

I’ll be over there, waitin' over there, where the river flows

Where the river flows, where the water goes

I’ll be over there, waitin' over there, where the river flows

Where the river flows, where the water goes

I’ll be over there, waitin' over there, where the river flows