There's so many rivers to cross                                

But I can't seem to find my way over                           

Wandering, I'm lost                                            

As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover 

                                                               

Many rivers to cross                                           

And it's only my will that keeps me alive.    

I've been hurt, washed up for years                            

But I mearly survive because of my pride                       

                                                               

And this loneliness won't leave me alone,                      

It's such a drag to be on your own                       

My baby left, and she wouldn't say why,                  

Now all I do is cry...                                   

                                                         

I've got many rivers to cross                            

And it's only my will that keeps me alive

I've got so many rivers to cross,                        

Oh, so many rivers to cross...