also appears on These Changing Skies By Bonnie Paine See there down at the liquor store Gone to drink those troubles in some more Down at the old Rogue River That old Rogue River You were daddy’s sunshine days He left, left for good went down to his grave Mother Mary full of grace won’t you Watch these children in my place I’m going under the river That old Rogue River Seemed that nothing could be said but sung There’s a fire in the little ones Lord and it burns hot Lord and it burns bright To believe in angels loving light Watching over her and sisters too Mama and Papa gone angels will have to do for now Lord have mercy in my dying days There’s been too much leaving There’s been too much pain Left my babies in the cold Now my heart it aches I’ve been growing old Feel it rise up into my throat Lay these troubles down Lift my soul Lift my soul Lift my soul up and over the river That old Rogue River