Words and music by Walter Becker and Donald Fagen



I spent my life twenty years in the basin

My only friend was a man of much more

He lied with power in his weary eyes 'till day came

And all at once I knew his name



Giles of the river…comin' in to make my precious day

Giles of the river…comin' in to tell one tale and take

My breath away…and he's on his way



He took me down through good times late departed

And through the world as it was and will be

By bad self I watched you as you hung your head out my door

But you won't grieve me no more



© 1972 Almo Music Inc./Red Giant Music Inc. (ASCAP)