Down on the riverbed Down on the riverbed Down on the riverbed I asked my lover for her hand A red tailed hawk circled overhead A red tailed hawk circled overhead A red tailed hawk circled overhead The church on the hill is what she said A monster cloud like a big black hand A monster cloud like a big black hand A monster cloud like a big black hand As she drew houses in the sand Then I heard a train whistle blow Then I heard a train whistle blow Then I heard a train whistle blow And I knew it was time to go