Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold River, artist - John Hiatt. Album song Master of Disaster, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: New West
Song language: English
Cold River |
Well he packed up his suitcase |
'cause the deal gone down |
She was slipping on her stockings |
Lord it made the sweetest sound |
There was a baby in the reeds |
Along the river outside of town |
As he wound his pocket watch |
To set time spinnin' 'em all around |
Wasn’t long they’d be forgetting |
This old rainy Texas day |
Little fella wasn’t meant |
For this old world anyway |
Gambling and whoring |
Hiding from plain view |
Tell me which one of us rounders |
Would you trust this poor child to |
You just roll on cold river |
Wash little moses down |
We’ve got business to attend to |
In Chicago Town |
In Chicago Town |
Well they rolled out of Austin |
On some kind of cattle train |
She’d been with him for a year |
Didn’t know his second name |
He worked the small towns hustling nine ball |
She hooked the truck stops too |
They were trying to make Chicago |
Before the winter come blowing through |
Some trucker sprang a leak |
In California they supposed |
Started working Arizona |
Lord she missed the bloody rose |
They rambled through the southwest |
Making money and making time |
But they never could find no help |
Not a doctor, not that kind |
You just roll on cold river |
Wash little moses down |
We’ve got business to attend to |
In Chicago Town |
In Chicago Town |
Some women love their babies |
Some women won’t have one |
Some Texas woman found him |
And we’re still on the run |
The kind of life we’re living |
He’d only slow us down |
Ain’t good for nothing anyway |
Just rambling town to town |
You just roll on cold river |
Wash little moses down |
We’ve got business to attend to |
In Chicago Town |
In Chicago Town |
Well he unpacked his suitcase |
She pulled her stockings down |
Dreaming up a pool hall |
And shooting up a round |
She thought about tomorrow |
When the money rolled around |
That night they slept like babies |
In Chicago Town |