Let The River Wash Me (To the Gulf of Mexico) Chorus Ashes to ashes, iron turns to rust. It's better to die living than to grovel in the dust. And when the living’s over, turn me loose and let me go Let the river wash me to the Gulf of Mexico! Verse 1 Before my father was my father, he took comfort in the breeze When the shade fell down upon him by the creek beneath the trees, He followed that old creek bank wherever it would go Where the water meets the water to the Gulf of Mexico! Chorus Ashes to ashes, iron turns to rust. It's better to die living than to grovel in the dust. And when the living’s over, turn me loose and let me go Let the river wash me to the Gulf of Mexico! Verse 2 The time was drawing near. I didn’t know what I should know. So we drank a beer and talked about the row we had to hoe. Take my ashes to the creek bank, spread them out and let me go. It will take me to the river and the Gulf of Mexico! Chorus Ashes to ashes, iron turns to rust. It's bet