Your Dear John - Kim Richey

Let me down easy

I’ve been on this run too long

If I don’t read your letter

You can’t make me your dear John

Follow the guide lines

Tonight the boys and me make tow

We’re pulling all these shadows

Up and down the Ohio

And the river gives and then she takes it all away

Working man, he has no say

Twenty-eight days on

From here the towns all look the same

Twenty-eight days

The muddy water gets into your veins

And the river gives and then she takes it all away

Working man, he has no say

Shotgun shacks like broken smiles

Willows weep for all the miles

All the miles of sweat and tears

Washed up on the banks 'round here

And the river gives and then she takes it all away

Working man, he has no say

Let me down easy

I’ve been on this run too long

If I don’t read your letter

You can’t make me your dear John

Your dear John