Can't lose the taste of this river mud   Black water in my lungs   They say you can't step in the same river twice   Well I've been steppin' in this river   Seems like most of my life, so      Sharpen up those dragging hooks   Pull that sheepshank tight   Cast into the river, boys   We're dragging for lost years tonight      See that man he's lost his wife   Said she's be home by eight   But that was well on three weeks ago   Now he's walking those banks, searcher reduced to her fate, yeah      See that boy he's lost his girl   Flash flood stole her away   Now he keeps a vigil on that suspension bridge   Praying for that river to return her one day, so      Sharpen up those dragging hooks   Tie that clove hitch tight   Cast into the river boys   We're dragging for lost love tonight      Can't lose the taste of this river mud   Black water in my lungs   They say even the weariest river in the end will find the sea   But here among the cattails all we discuss is breaking free, so      Sharpen up those dragging hooks   Pull that sheepshank tight   Cast into the water boys   We're dragging for lost souls tonight, so      Sharpen up those dragging hooks   Pull that sheepshank tight   Cast into the water boys   We're dragging for lost souls tonight