| Song | Lay Down, Lay Low |
| Artist | The Steel Wheels |
| Album | Lay Down, Lay Low |
| As I stand on the river bridge, Silent on this thirsty ridge | |
| No more birds will sing for me on this desperate day | |
| I’ve walked far to make it here, I know my path is plain and clear | |
| I will take to rest a final time on that clay. | |
| Take me back to where I wanna be, when you’re young there’s a melody, | |
| Winds that blow from over in the west, | |
| All the trees shake like they bow and pray, like they all know us by name | |
| Will they call for me once more before I go? | |
| Chorus | |
| Lay down, lay low, They say it’s quiet there | |
| Lay down, lay low, I want to finally fall down, fall down | |
| Don’t believe everything that you hear about angels drawing near | |
| But I hold onto a ghost who knows my name | |
| Mornings take me by surprise these are dreaming open eyes | |
| We make miracles every moment of everyday | |
| As I stand upon the river bridge, I recall this barren ridge | |
| West winds blow for me a melody today | |
| I’ve walked far to make it here, I know in time I’ll see it clear | |
| Some things are gone for good, but instant in your mind |
| As I stand on the river bridge, Silent on this thirsty ridge | |
| No more birds will sing for me on this desperate day | |
| I' ve walked far to make it here, I know my path is plain and clear | |
| I will take to rest a final time on that clay. | |
| Take me back to where I wanna be, when you' re young there' s a melody, | |
| Winds that blow from over in the west, | |
| All the trees shake like they bow and pray, like they all know us by name | |
| Will they call for me once more before I go? | |
| Chorus | |
| Lay down, lay low, They say it' s quiet there | |
| Lay down, lay low, I want to finally fall down, fall down | |
| Don' t believe everything that you hear about angels drawing near | |
| But I hold onto a ghost who knows my name | |
| Mornings take me by surprise these are dreaming open eyes | |
| We make miracles every moment of everyday | |
| As I stand upon the river bridge, I recall this barren ridge | |
| West winds blow for me a melody today | |
| I' ve walked far to make it here, I know in time I' ll see it clear | |
| Some things are gone for good, but instant in your mind |