Met myself a comin' county welfare line. I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line. Saw myself a goin', down to war in June. All I want, all I want is to write myself a tune. Wrote a song for everyone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote a song For

Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now My, my, my, my Don't you worry 'bout what's on your mind (oh my) I'm in no hurry I can take my time (oh my) I'm going red and my tongue's getting tied

So crazy in this thing we call love And now that we've got it we just can't give up Got me out here in the water, and I And I need your love Pull me up (pull me up) I can't swim on my own It's too much (it's too much) My lifesaver It feels like we've

Swing me way down south Sing me something brave from your mouth And I'll bring you Pearls of water on my hips And the love in my lips All the love from my lips You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth

Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Left a good job in the city Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day And I never lost one minute of sleepin' Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been Cleaned

Sing me something brave from your mouth And I'll bring you pearls of water on my hips And the love in my lips, all the love from my lips You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth You say that I lack the proof Well baby that might be so

Out on the water The island of the dead that live There they dwelt Until they left the world and Still their deeds live forth in songs

I'll be your water in the desert sand And if you ever need a helping hand I'll be your ship out on the ocean Do you ever get worried And your load is hard to bear And your life is like a sad sad story No one nobody really cares? But if you ever need

What can a poor man do, you know when the blues keep bothering him around You know, sometimes I feel, I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline I feel I'm gonna move on back down south, you know where the water tastes like cherry wine Give him a half pint of

Playin' in a travelin' band I want to move Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Seven thirty seven comin' out of the sky Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand Take me