[Well, i taught weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry And i showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky But the tears i've shed for that woman are gonna flood you, Big River And i'm gonna sit right here until I die.] ...taught weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky But the tears i've shed for that woman are gonna flood you, Big River And I'm gonna sit right here until I die. Well, I met her accidentally in St Paul, Minnesota And she tore me up every time I heard her drawl, southern drawl Now, I heard my dream way back down stream, cavorting in Davonport And I followed you, Big River, when you called. Well, they took me on down to St Louis, later on down the river Frieda said she'd been here but she's gone, boy she's gone Well, I found her trail in Memphis but she just walked up the block She raised a few eye-brows as she walked down alone. Why won't you better die by Baton Rouge, River Queen, rolling on Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans But won't I have had enough, left my blues gone down in the gulf She loves you, Big River, more than me.

Nashville Skyline February 1969 (Cash Dylan Sessions)