A grief came riding 
On the wind 
Up the [sullen] river 
Thames I was sittin' on the bank with my mouth open 
When I felt it entering 
I began thinkin' about our wedding day 
And how love was [avowed] 
I was thinkin' about the chamber door 
Only we can enter now 
I began thinkin' about our ancient friends 
And of kissin’ them goodbye 
And then the wind blew under 
Battersea bridge 
And a tear broke from my eye 
I started thinkin' about 
London [HOW] nothing good ever came from this town and if the 
Thames weren’t so filthy 
I would jump in the river and drown 
Don't be afraid 
Come on down 
I'm just sittin' here 
Thinking aloud [A grief came riding on the wind up the river where the bridges crouch blowin' people back and forth from the marital bed to the psychiatric couch] 
Blowin' people far apart 
Blowin' others so they collide 
Blowin’ some poor bastard right out of the water blowin’ another one over the side 
Hear the ancient iron bridge 
And listen to it groan with the weight of a thousand people 
Leavin' or returning home 
To their failures 
To their boredoms 
To their husbands 
And their [wives] who are carving them up for dinner before they even arrive 
Don't be afraid 
Come on down 
I'm just sittin' here [Thinking aloud] 
NOW look there just [BELOW] the water 
See the saviour of the human race, [with] the fishes and the frogs, 
Has found his final resting place 
Don't be afraid 
Come on down 
I'm just sittin' here [Thinking loud]