River Towns - Mark Knopfler

I came in three days early

To meet my boat

It ain’t the life of Riley

But it’s keeping me afloat

It’s quiet over Christmas

If you got no place to go

I got my home from river rats

The only home I know

I found myself a flophouse

And I hit the streets at nine

Get some grub and drink a beer

Maybe go down the line

These chips will take your money

Shake a young man down

It’s the same in every one of these

Sorry river towns

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns

Well I picked me up a bottle

To take back to the room

Then I saw a young girl standing

In a doorway in the gloom

We’d hardly started talking

The old scenario

And I just let her work me over

Down by the Ohio

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns

When I asked her if she’d like to stay

She was down my stairs so quick

I never asked what got her started

With the sorry river tricks

So I get the bottle open

But something’s hit a nerve

And I’m looking in the mirror

At the face that I deserve

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns

River towns, sorry river towns

River towns