Glad Man Singing

I've become a glad man singing a song About a soldier on a good and a fallen angel Naked as a fish and a high About a sad man climbed up a willow bough And the cops are on the fence around a dog in the manger And the mouth of the river is wide Wide... I've become a glad man singing a song By the bushes, by the gas pump Gon' the flower and a constant star collides About a sad man singing they forgotten how And the baby quick sucking when the milk went sour And the mouth of the river is wide Wide... Wide... About a sad man lost in the hammock sway When the bridal gown came on and spit out the window And the cops say the dog won't bite And the sad man's saying they forgot him when And the blood running black in the valley shadows And the river running all the while I've become a glad man singing a song About a lover rolled over, said you must be tired And the truth coming towards the light About a sad man knocking on a chapel door And a burned out boat called "Tried by Fire" And the mouth of the river is wide Wide... Wide... Wide...