Standing Knee Deep in a River (Dying of Thirst)

Don Williams

Friends I could count on 
I could count on one hand 
With a left over finger or two. 
I took them for granted, 
Let them all slip away,
Now where they are I wish I knew.

They roll by just like water 
And I guess we never learn, 
Go through life parched and empty 
Standing knee deep in a river, 
And dying of thirst.

Sometimes I remember 
The good people I've known, 
Some I've forgotten I suppose. 
One or two still linger, 
Oh, I wonder now 
Why I ever let them go.

They roll by just like water 
And I guess we never learn, 
Go through life parched and empty 
Standing knee deep in a river, 
And dying of thirst.

So the side walk is crowded 
The city goes by, 
I just rushed through another day 
And a world full of strangers 
Turn their eyes to me, 
But I just look the other way.

They roll by just like water 
And I guess we never learn, 
Go through life parched and empty 
Standing knee deep in a river, 
And dying of thirst.

Go through life parched and empty, 
Standing knee deep in a river 
Dying of thirst...