Wanted me to write you a letter
Here it is, left downriver, on the boat
And if these things I feel around me
Could reach you, they never will
Youre much too remote
Women walk in the shade with water jars
Its so different here, so hot, no phones, or cars
Its so different here
Its afternoon, we fall asleep, the people mend their nets,
Theyll be on the boats at sunrise
Watch them at their lives, they teach me much, I could not tell you moot
until youve seen my eyes
Women walk in the shade, with water jars
Its so different here, so hot, no phones, or cars
Its so hot.
We never built a conclusion, of our affairs, ups and downs
And now my job has bought me here
River still flows slowly, when the land is low
The mind weeps on, but Im too hot to shed a tear
Women walk in the shade with water jars
Its so different here, so hot, no phones, or cars
Women walk in the shade with water jars
Its so different here, so hot, no phones, or cars