Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Old-Rivers and Me


I found this song stuffed in a drawer I put it into the stereo and listened to it.It actually sent me back to several years ago it reminded me of when Mom and Dad were still married back. When life was so much Happier, and so much easier,I miss those days deep down in my heart.



How old was I when I first saw oldrivers? I can't remember when he wasn't around. That old fellow did an awfull lot of work. He spent his whole life walkin plowed ground. He had a one room shack not far from us and I guess we was about as poor as him. He had one old mule he called midnight, and I use to trail along after them. He use to plow them rows straight and deep and I'd come along there behind bustin up clods with my own bare feet Old-rivers was a friend of mine.


Aww that sun got high and that mule would work and oldrivers would finally say whoah and he'd wipe his brow and lay back on them ranes and he'd talk about a place that he was going to go. He'd say one of these days I'm going to climb that mountain I'm gonna walk up there among them clouds where the cottons high and the corns a growin and there ain't no fields to plow .



I got a letter today from the folks back home, oh there all fine and the crops are a little dry. Down near the end mom said I don't know if you'd heard son but Oldrivers died sittin here now in this new plowed earth just trying to find a little shade but with that sun beating down across the field I see that mule, Oldrivers, and me. yeah He'd say one of these days I'm going to climb that mountain I'm goina walk up there among them clouds where the cottons high and the corns a growin and there ain't no fields to plow. With the sun beatin down across the field I see that mule, Oldrivers, and me .

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