I never had no regrets, boys; Not for nothing i've done. I owed the devil some debts, boys, Paid them all up but one. And i don't even regret the living That i'll be leaving behind. I've gotten weary of searching For something i couldn't find. I'm going down to the shade By the river one more time, And feel the breeze on my face before i die. I'm gonna leave whatever's left of my luck to the losers, Then bend me down and kiss the world goodbye. Come to lucky-in-lovin' I never had no complaints. They never said i was evil, But then, i wasn't no saint. I'm just a river that rolled forever And never got to the sea. I ain't blaming nobody; I had it coming to me. I'm going down to the shade By the river one more time, And feel the breeze on my face before i die. I'm gonna leave whatever's left Of my luck to the losers, Then bend me down, and kiss the world goodbye.