In early October You fell in love And boy, you told her She let her hair Down on her shoulders And she laid down Oh, she laid down No more cold No longer tired The hope of home The best desire Grace and greed The deepest fires Burn underground Burn underground Oh, my soul, gonna carry my soul She gonna take my soul away Carry my soul, gonna carry my soul She gonna take my soul away Carry my soul, gonna carry my soul She gonna take my soul away Carry my soul, gonna carry my soul She gonna take my soul away Church man came toward us From the rich man To the poorest Barroom girls The virgin forest We all believe We all believe Carry our souls, gonna carry our souls They gonna take our souls away To the river we run, to the river we run To the river we run and wait Carry our souls, gonna carry our souls They gonna take our souls away To the river we run, to the river we run To the river we run and wait To the river we run, to the river we run To the river we run and weep Oh, the river, my soul, the river, my soul The river, my soul to keep Oh A nameless face Still they ignore us A faceless song A raging chorus Crowded bed Beneath the forest We all lie down We all lie down