I wish that I cold be an Indian
On a painted pony so fast
No one could ever catch me
I get caught up in my past

I’d ride across many rivers
Too many moons to tell the times
Then I’d tell all the young warriors
Many moons ago this was mine, all mine

Same ol’ river, same ol’ sea
Same ol’ water rushing over me
Same ol’ moon, same ol’ sun
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run

I wish that I could be a Pirate
I’d sail the ocean blue
Way before the big liners
Started sailing them too

I’d bury most of my treasures
So I would leave a big hole
And the only real sense of pleasure
(That I’d get)
Is to sail free of my soul

Same ol’ river, same ol’ sea
Same ol’ water rushing over me
Same ol’ moon, same ol’ sun
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run

I wish that I could be a slave
It doesn’t matter what kind
I’d sing a song for fallen angels
Try and be free in my mind

Then when no one wasn’t lookin’
I’d drop my heartless plow
I’d find my own contemporarys
And I’d wipe the shame from their brow

Same ol’ river, same ol’ sea
Same ol’ water rushing over me
Same ol’ moon, same ol’ sun
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run

I wish that I could be an outlaw
Runnin’ from the law sometimes
No vigilantly against the seasons
But I can’t help but read why

I’d always keep my revolver
Steady and fast at my side and
I’d rob a train bound for glory
'Cuz I thought I needed a ride!!!!

Same ol’ river, same ol’ sea
Same ol’ water rushing over me
Same ol’ moon, same ol’ sun
Same ol’ race that we’ve always run
Same ol’ race that weâ