Down Where the River Bends - Dwight Yoakam

Hard to keep the tear out of my eyes.

For this might be our last goodbye.

Your country calls you to defend a great land,

So do your part just like a man.

Down where the river bends,

With God’s help we’ll meet again.

Under the same old sycamore tree,

Proud of each other in the land of the free.

I’ll go down to the ocean blue

And get just as close as I can to you

Though the ocean wide may keep us apart

It won’t keep you dear from out of my heart.

Down where the river bends

With God’s help we’ll meet again

Under the same old sycamore tree

Proud of each other in the land of the free.

If the worst should happen, and the poppies should wave

Over your far distant lonely grave

All the rest of my life I’ll spend in prayer

I’ll meet you in heaven, there’ll be no wars there,

Down where the river bends

With God’s help we’ll meet again

Under the same old sycamore tree

Proud of each other in the land of the free…