Driftwood On the River - Ernest Tubb, Driftwood on the River

I’m just driftwood on the river, floating down the tide

I don’t care where this old river carries me

I’ll keep drifting just because my heart is broken inside

And I’m tired of wishing for what cannot be

I may meet some little driftwood, lost as same as I

Share a handshake and a tender tear or two

But it’s always good luck, now we’ve got to say goodbye

I must wander on to keep my randezvous

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Though I drift through town and city I can never stay

For I find no place to call my home sweet home

I don’t ask for help or pitty I’ll just go my way

All I’m praying for is peace to dream alone

I’m just driftwood on the river and I’m drifting on

Till this weary river meets the deep blue sea

Where the deep blue sea may help me to forget someone

Yes the careless one who has forgotten me

In my heart I don’t feel bitter over what has been

I feel sorry for the one I must forget

And instead of being someone with the world to win

I’m just driftwood on the river of regret…