Your Dear John

Let me down easy
I’ve been on this run too long
If I don’t read your letter
You can’t make me your dear John
Follow the guide lines
Tonight the boys and me make tow
We’re pulling all these shadows
Up and down the Ohio
And the river gives and then she takes it all away
Working man, he has no say
Twenty-eight days on
From here the towns all look the same
Twenty-eight days
The muddy water gets into your veins
And the river gives and then she takes it all away
Working man, he has no say
Shotgun shacks like broken smiles
Willows weep for all the miles
All the miles of sweat and tears
Washed up on the banks 'round here
And the river gives and then she takes it all away
Working man, he has no say
Let me down easy
I’ve been on this run too long
If I don’t read your letter
You can’t make me your dear John
Your dear John