SoCme of us turn off the lights and we live
And the moonlight shooting byF
Some of us scare ourselves to deatCh in the dark
To be where the angels fGly
PCretty maids all in a row lined up
Outside my cabin Fdoor
I've never wanted any of them wCanting me
Except the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WeCll I sat by her side and for a while I tried
To make that girl my wiFfe
She gave me her best advice and sheC said
Go home and lead a quiet lGife
Well I bCeen to the east and I been to the west
And I been out where the black Fwinds roar
Somehow though I never did gCet that far
With the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WeCll I knew when I first laid eyes on her
I could never be frFee
One look at her and I knewC right away
She should always be wiGth me
Well Cthe dream dried up a long time ago
Don't know where it is aFnymore
True to life true Cto me
Was the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WelCl I'm wearing the cloak of misery
And I've tasted jilted lFove
And the frozen smile upon myC face
Fits me like a glovGe
Well I cCan't escape from those memories
Of the one that I'll alwFays adore
All those nights when I lay in Cthe arms
Of the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WellC we're living in the shadows of a fading past
Trapped in the fires of Ftime
I'd tried not to ever hurtC anybody
And to stay out of a life of Gcrime
And wChen it's all been said and done
I never did know the sFcore
One more day is another daCy away
From the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WelCl I'm a stranger here in a strange land
But I know this is where I Fbelong
I'll ramble and gamble for thCe one I love
And the hills will give me aG song
Though nCothing looks familiar to me
I know I've stayed heFre before
Once a thousand nigChts ago
With the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
WeCll I went back to see about her once
Went back to straighten it Fout
Everybody that I talked to haCd seen us there
Said they didn't know who I was talkGing about
Well the sCun went down on me a long time ago
I had to go back from thFe door
I wish I could have spent every Chour of my life
With the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore
Now CI heard of a guy who lived a long time ago
A man full of sorrow and strifFe
That if someone around him diedC and was dead
He knew how to bring 'em on back Gto life
Well I donC't know what kind of language he used
Or if they do that kind of thing Fanymore
Sometimes I think nobody saw me Chere at all
Except the gCirl from the Red RGiver SChore