I guess I'll find a new tie I'm on a battleship flying kites She was my one and done for life. The coal that burns in her eyes Was just steam engine, crossed state lines Maybe the east can breathe for a night. I'm growing old near the bank of the river Been bought and sold from a girl I lost She's growing old somewhere north of Chicago Lord I pray she was growing old with me. A pipe that embarks on her ride Give him hell or give him time He'll come around, but I don't, are you surprised? A voice where I once found life Only speaks now after reply Telephone lines and goodbyes for life. I'm growing old near the bank of the river Been bought and sold from a girl I lost. She's growing old somewhere north of Chicago Lord I pray she was growing old with me. Oh, yeah lalala. I'm growing old near the bank of the river Been bought and sold from a girl I lost She's growing old somewhere north of Chicago Lord I pray she was growing old with me.