Bottom of the River

Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down
If you get sleep or if you get none
(The cock’s gonna call in the morning, baby)
Check the cupboard for your daddy’s gun
(Red sun rises like an early warning)
The Lord’s gonna come for your first born son
(His hair’s on fire and his heart is burning)
So go to the river where the water runs
(Wash him deep where the tides are turning)
And if you fall…
And if you fall…
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down
The wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight
(Drunk and driven by a devil’s hunger)
Drive your son like a railroad spike
(Into the water, let it pull him under)
Don’t you lift him, let him drown alive
(The good Lord speaks like a rolling thunder)
Let that fever make the water rise
(And let the river run dry)
And I said
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way, a long long long way
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand, long way down, to the bottom of the
Hold my hand, it’s a long way down, a long way down
Hold my hand, ooh baby, it’s a long way down
Hold my hand, ooh baby, it’s a long way down
Hold my hand, ooh baby, it’s a long
Hold my hand, ooh baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down