Many Rivers to Cross

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...