by Bob Dylan



What's the matter with me,

I don't have much to say,

Daylight sneakin' through the window

And I'm still in this all-night cafe.

Walkin' to and fro beneath the moon

Out to where the trucks are rollin' slow,

To sit down on this bank of sand

And watch the river flow.



Wish I was back in the city

Instead of this old bank of sand,

With the sun beating down over the chimney tops

And the one I love so close at hand.

If I had wings and I could fly,

I know where I would go.

But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly

And watch the river flow.



People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,

Makes you stop and all wonder why.

Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street

Who just couldn't help but cry.

Oh, this ol' river keeps on rollin', though,

No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,

And as long as it does I'll just sit here

And watch the river flow.



People disagreeing everywhere you look,

Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street

That was really shook.

But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though,

No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,

And as long as it does I'll just sit here

And watch the river flow.



Watch the river flow,

Watchin' the river flow,

Watchin' the river flow,

But I'll sit down on this bank of sand

And watch the river flow.