I love a woman and she doesn’t even care
I’ve loved her every way and I’ve loved her everywhere
I’ve tried to put it sweetly, I sung in a song
But anyway it comes out wrong
We’ve lived together now for twenty years or more
And every day I pray she’ll open up the door
But still she looks right through me, like I ain’t standing there
And I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I long to run my weary fingers through her hair
But I know the lady doesn’t care
There runs a river here and it’s lit up every night
There was a market too, I worked there once or twice
The roads arrayed around her like garlands in her hair
But still the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I might be anyone, I might be anywhere
But I know the lady doesn’t care
I won’t be torn apart
The day the bastards break my heart
I’ll ride that sick old river out to sea
To where the grass is green and high
The big black sun up in the sky
My love is waiting there for me
We used to share a drink down by the water’s edge
We shared a house in town with six or seven friends
But pretty soon, I fear, there won’t be anywhere
But still the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care