I've rode o'er hot, dry deserts And over mountains tall I believed in the bad land sayin' "A good gun never falls" - Hoyt Axton

And when I first saw you I first loved you With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes But somebody told you that it wouldn't be easy And you carried that lie for the devil to sing Some sail rivers deep and muddy some sail rivers clear and cold But the river that I'm sailin' goes to sea And sometimes I do grow weary sometimes I feel old And sometimes I wonder if you think of me

Joy to the world All the boys and girls, now, Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me

Well you could have been lonely every night now, Could have cried a whole lot more, been a little bit blue Oh, you could have been lonely, for your one and only, You could have loved me as much as I love you.