I spend my nights down on the wharf. In unlit alleyways. By the church downtown. Where Sally prays. Come down sometime. We'll share a rusty can of corn.... And listen to the radio. I love you I love you it says.... CHORUS:. Where did your heart go. Did you put it on a train. Did you leave it in the rain. Or down in Mexico. You cry but I don't know. I've heard it all before. There it goes again the slamming of the door. Sometimes the river calls me. And at night it calls my name. Says "put your troubles down beside me". Things have always been the same.... And rock 'n' roll won't teach me. What the river said that night. I jumped into this beauty. And drifted out of sight.... CHORUS.