Come down to the river. Come and let yourself in. Make good on a promise. To never hurt again. If you're lost and lonely. Broken down. Bring all of your troubles. And come lay 'em down. All you sinners. And the weak at heart. All the helpless. On the boulevards. Wherever you are now. Whatever evil you've found. Bring all of your troubles. And come lay 'em down. We're all tied to the same old failings. Finding shelter in things we know. We're all dirty like corrupted small towns. We'll bring our troubles. We'll bring our troubles. Come lay 'em down. All you rich men. And the high above. All those with. And without love. All you burdened. And turned around. Bring all of your troubles. Come lay 'em down