The River of Life
By Gregg Inhofer

I’m goin’ down to the river, to rinse out my soul.
Gonna dive into the river, make my spirit whole.
When I get out of that water, I won’t feel the cold.
I’m goin’ down to the river of life.
Some folks they fear the river, so they’ll never jump in.
They like listen to stories of people who can’t swim.
Now I know I’m so filthy and covered in sin,
so I’m gonna wash in the river of life.
Not gonna get too worried ‘bout divin’ in too deep.
Cause I was taught as a child, the Lord my soul will keep.
And if I die before I wake, I know the Lord my soul will take.
Cause he don’t want no wet soggy souls layin’ round.
I’m puttin’ on my best shoes and my Sunday go to meetin’ clothes.
Gonna walk into that river with both my eyes closed.
I don’t need to see the water I can feel it in my heart.
So I’m gonna start into the river,
I’m gonna dive into the river.
I’m gonna jump into the river.
I’m gonna wash in the river.
I’m goin’ down to the river of life.