The Gully Song
Deep Chatham
3:33Two roads Three ways to go Riverman won't say which road he knows All he knows Nine lives Thousand ways to die Riverman won't make it through the night Not tonight Devil comes a calling Thinks the riverman's forgotten What he sold down in the darkness years ago Creeps in through the curtain Not to the wake the sleeping hermit Oh, the hoof-prints burn the floorboards From the window the backdoor The riverman, he's riding on the breeze Two days Three nights away Riverman don't trust so he don't stay He don't stay "The moon!" He cries Not a cloud in the sky The raving brings direction But he lies Ah, he lies "Sleep is for the dead," The devil smiles as he says Slips in the shadows as he plays his chasing game The devil never loses Never thinks, and never chooses Never lost, he never was much for the lives we're thinking of Oh, the riverman He's riding on the breeze Two roads Three ways to go The riverman won't say which road he knows All he knows Nine lives Thousand ways to die The riverman won't make it through the night Not tonight