Under every yellow moon
By your side I sweat and swoon
Every evening closes slow
We guide our way by city’s glow
If you’re lost and low as I
Be the road I walk at night
I hope you’re resting where the willows all grow

Where you’ve been, I’ll never pry
Fallow land and bigger skies
All I ask of you tonight
Is guide each wandering light
I will not die in Louisianne
I’ll gaze upon you while I can
Roll along big water, roll low

You’re high above me while I sleep
I sing my secrets to your deep
An endless front porch lying naked before doom
Every lower I spend my days
For your mercy the crescent prays
Don’t forget all of the ones you laid low

Where you’ve been, I’ll never pry
Fallow land and bigger skies
All I ask of you tonight
Is guide each wandering light
Be it Natchez or Creole Queen
On your banks we softly sing
Roll along big water, roll low
Roll along big water, roll low