I wanna go across the river   To the house on Oldway Road   Where my life began and ended all the same   I remember Chris and Johnny   Childhood friends of mine   Who grew wise enough to learn to play the game      As I walked up to the front yard   There were children playing there   And I thought someday this may be my home again   But how soon I learned my lesson   Through the windows they threw stones   And said there's nothing left inside Mr. Jones      I went next door to ask the neighbor   If they knew what happened here   To the place where all my memories remain   As they recalled and tried to answer   Tears rolled down their eyes   But the best reply they had was made in vain      It seems the folks that used to live there   Worked hard for all their means   But their means could never take them to an end   And there was hope down in the city   But when a bank declined their loan   Now there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones      Can't you see that it's empty now   And no one really cares   For even I must try to save my own   You should turn around and get back on that   Lonely Oldway Road   'Cause there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones      Can't you see that it's empty now   And no one really cares   For even I must try to save my own   You should turn around and get back on that   Lonely Oldway Road   'Cause there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones      I'm going back across the river   To see if I can find the place where   Life can start and end all the same   But no matter where I'm going   It will dwell inside my bones   That there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones      And no, there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones   No, there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones