There's So Many Rivers To Cross
But I Can't Seem To Find My Way Over
Wandering, I'm Lost
As I Travel Along The White Cliffs Of Dover

Many Rivers To Cross
And It's Only My Will That Keeps Me Alive.
I've Been Hurt, Washed Up For Years
But I Mearly Survive Because Of My Pride

And This Loneliness Won't Leave Me Alone,
It's Such A Drag To Be On Your Own
My Baby Left, And She Wouldn't Say Why,
Now All I Do Is Cry...

I've Got Many Rivers To Cross
And It's Only My Will That Keeps Me Alive
I've Got So Many Rivers To Cross,
Oh, So Many Rivers To Cross...