Meet me in the evening, where the river is low Meet me on the waters of the Ohio No lines, no lines, the river is a river, not a line My blood is the water and it’s darker and deeper than time If the hounds are howling, then you cannot hide My friend, I will meet you on the other side No lines, no lines, the river is a river, not a line My love is the water and it’s stronger and deeper than time Meet me ’neath the moon, under the singing tree If you are the first, stay there and wait for me If no one comes by morning and the sun is a-rising red If no one comes by morning, please forgive me, my friend For I am dead