Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
               And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
               And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
               Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

               I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
               And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.
               Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin' in Davenport,
               And I followed you, Big River, when you called.

               Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
               A freighter said she's been here 
               But she's gone, boy, she's gone.
               I found her trail in Memphis, 
               But she just walked up the block.
               She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.

               Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, 
               River Queen, roll it on.
               Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
               Go on, I've had enough; 
               Dump my blues down in the gulf.
               She loves you, Big River, more than me.

               Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
               And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
               And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
               Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
          And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
          I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
          But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

          When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
          Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
          But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
          When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

          I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
          They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
          But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
          But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.

          Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
          I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
          Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
          And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.

At my door the leaves are falling 
               A cold wild wind has come
               Sweethearts walk by together
               And I still miss someone

               I go out on a party
               And look for a little fun
               But I find a darkened corner
               because I still miss someone

               Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes
               I see them every where
               I miss those arms that held me
               When all the love was there

               I wonder if she's sorry
               For leavin' what we'd begun
               There's someone for me somewhere
               And I still miss someone