The Lonesome River (with Ralph Stanley) - Bob Dylan

I sit here alone, on the banks of the river

The lonesome wind blows, and the water runs high.

I can hear a voice call, out there in the darkness

But I sit here alone, too lonesome to cry.

For the water rolls high, on the river at midnight.

I sit on the shore, to grieve and to cry.

The woman I love, she left me this morning.

With no one to love or kiss me goodnight.

We met there one night, on the banks of the river.

Sat there holding hands, and bathe in our vow.

That we never would part, and be happy together.

But a new love she's found, she's gone from me now.

Ah the water rolls high, on the river at midnight.

I sit on the shore, to grieve and to cry.

The woman I love, she left me this morning,

With noone to love or kiss me goodnight.