Well, meet me by the river that goes nowhere
And let me lay my sorry trip on you
Yeah, won't you meet me by the river, little darling'?
I might just let you see my bad tattoo
Well, I was gonna bring you flowers, but I didn't
It's the thought that counts and I think, I'm a bit too broke
But there's some change in my ashtray, maybe just enough to pay
For a half pint of somethin', probably make us choke