Standing Knee Deep in a River (Dying of Thirst)

(Bob McDill / Dickey Lee / Bucky Jones)



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...