Across The River
Album: Turning Back The Pages
By: Jared Fiske
By: Jared Fiske
Duration
4:26
Genres
Description
This song is the story of a father passing the family business on to his son. Only the father is death and the son has to carry him across the river before he can take up the scythe.
Lyrics
I've been here long. A long, long dusty time and now I'm old. I'm tired of ferryin' lives, you can hold the scythe when I'm gone. This ain't a likely torch to pass, it's ones you'll have to carry on your own. But hey now, the work it ain't that bad. You can hold the scythe when I'm gone. You can hold the scythe when I'm gone. gone, gone. Well I know it's lonely, son to touch everyone but never know no one. Just take a little comfort in the lives that feel finished when they're done. And you can hold the scythe when I'm gone. I've put this off a long time, the work it seemed to suit me most my life. But now, my shoulder is tired my blades are all dull you can hold the scythe when I'm gone. you can hold the scythe- Now I have something I need to ask, it's something of an initiation. Just carry your old man across the River I can't do it for myself, them ain't the rules. Tell your mother I love her. Tell your little sister not to cry. Tell them I ain't no beast of burden, and you can hold the scythe when I'm gone.
