If It Wasn’t For The Wabash River

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fish ain't biting, but I don't really care, in no hurry Like that Wabash River there I'd be drinking Or laying dead somewhere if it wasn't for the Wabash River [Chorus] If it wasn't for the Wabash River and this willow tree and my pole and a line I'd be going crazy as an Indiana cyclone Drowning memories of her and crying, crying, crying If it wasn't for the Wabash River I'd be going out off my mind [Verse 2] It's so peaceful sitting here beneath my tree, Lord, I need her Like she often needed me, life ain't worth it Just as far as I can see if it wasn't for the Wabash River [Chorus] If it wasn't for the Wabash River and this willow tree and my pole and a line I'd be going crazy as an Indiana cyclone Drowning memories of her and crying, crying, crying If it wasn't for the Wabash River I'd be going out off my mind [Rambler] Look out, mmm, man alive Fifty-five miles an hour they want us to go on this Interstate And you go fifty-five and you get run over by a truck, so what do you do? [Fisherman] Man I must be nuts, I just got back from California All that time out there chasing after her [Rambler] Well she must be worth a round trip [Fisherman] Worth it You know there was a time I'd run naked through the snow just to touch that woman [Rambler] But you wouldn't now huh [Fisherman] Where we're at anyway [Rambler] I don't know, I believe that's the Platte River, you want to go fishing again? [Fisherman] I had enough fishing [Rambler] It's still a long way to California, you know [Fisherman] You know, I just might change my mind before we get there [Rambler] You sound like you got no control over whether you go or not [Fisherman] That's just it, what is it about a woman that makes such a dummy out of a man She was wild even when she was loving me, man I knew tomorrow it'd likely be somebody else she would be with But you know just that idea that the next day she could be loving me again That's what kept me on her tail chasing after all the time She really was poison, but I guess it was good poison Look at me, here I go again H Hoping for another dose of that sweet poison she had, man Did you ever have a woman like that? [Rambler] Yeah, I guess I have [Fisherman] You know what I mean [Rambler] My woman's a lady [Fisherman] A lady [Rambler] A lady will give you the best loving you ever had I don't care what you had in California, but even a lady's love can burn out, though But what I mean is a good woman a kind, sweet, considerate, understanding woman That likes to be treated like she treats you And if that isn't bull, the better she gives love the more she wants to give I know what I'm talking about, a lady Loving's better is a loving heart's going to give another and a lady loves to give Mine did for a little while