Mr. Jenson down the road   He's sixty-seven years old   His wife is dead and his son lives in Oregon   And the clock won't spare him nothing   The conclusion is forgone   And he keeps on watching the river roll along      You can look outside your window   At the hustling of the day   But nighttime falls and you know that it won't last long   One man eats beans for supper   One eats filet mignon   And you keep on watching the river roll along      Living like tomorrow is a universe way   As the sands run out with a dispassionate yawn   Never yielding to the wisdom   That there ain't no Avalon   We just keep on watching the river roll along      Did you tell your wife you love her?   Did you tell your kids the same?   Did you hold them in your arms with all your brawn?   Cause you won't be here forever   And the next day they'll be gone   As you keep on watching the river roll along