Lonesome river

on the banks of lonesome river sits a brokenhearted man
trying desperately to recover any lost dignity he can
many lovers have ended up here in the years before
the banks of lonesome river, teardrops fill it as they pour

a heart once full of life, a love that filled the air
her eyes were sparkling blue with long golden hair
match made in heaven, instant love when they met
the banks of lonesome river, a place we soon regret

she started to become distant, had no desire to talk
only stared into the night as they took an evening walk
confessed she’d found another, her love for him was gone
the banks of lonesome river swallows yet another pawn

on the banks of lonesome river a man ends his constant pain
cold and muddy waters roar like the passing of a train
a graveyard for lost lovers, a place no one should ever see
the banks of lonesome river, a brokenhearted man set free