On the Banks of the Mississippi

On the banks of the Mississippi

An old man sits on his bench

Watching the river's water flow

Smoking cigarettes as time goes by

Reminiscing about the years passed

And his loved ones who've gone old

Now his life is shortened

His better days are gone

Watching the moon in the eventide

In the cold freezing rain

Three destinies in a cruel world

With vague dreams buried by loss

Laying their burdens down

On the banks of the Mississippi

On the banks of the Mississippi

A woman breaks down in tears

Crying for her lost love

Who was consumed by the waves

On a stormy autumn night

Never to be found again

Now her life is without meaning

Now her life is dead

Watching...

On the banks of the Mississippi

An old sailor is drinking his ale

Trying to find peace of