I’ve been walking down; I’ve been singing songs for a long time with a peculiar guy.
He told me how to smile when I was feeling down and lonely, I give him thanks for that.
We went a thousand miles, together through the night,
We were talking about the essence of life.

Were did you go, where are you big brown boy?
When the river is dry and the mountain is high.

Now that you are gone I find my self all alone in this dark world.
People talk about, that I can have no path, what do you think of that?
You told me not to run and face what may come
But time is driving me mad.

Were did you go, where are you big brown boy?
When the river is dry and the mountain is high.
Where are you john?