Rivers Run Dry - Roger Chapman

Well 1 bin took, yes, I got hooked

Bin hung up down & out and that’s tough

Yes I looked down on a dark street crying

I guess all of my

Rivers have run dry

I bin beat, that ain’t so sweet

Bin shook up, picked up shaking for lying thief

Yes I spent nights where the sun don’t shine

I guess all of my

Rivers have run dry

Well there ain’t no hungrier howl

Than an empty man with an empty smile

Got some hole in the wall

Just some hell where you’re tired you fall

You can’t tell the difference

Between night or day no more

Lookout

Oh there were times, that weren’t so mean

I had a wife and a kids and a job and a money

In the pockets of my jeans

Now I’m alone got a mind to dying

I guess all of my

Rivers have run dry

All of my rivers run dry