text: For two days the river keeps you down
  Then you rise to the light without a sound
  Past the playgrounds and empty switching yards
  The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars
  Your clothes give way to the current and river stone
  Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
  And the things of the earth, they make their claim
  That the things of heaven may do the same
  Goodbye, my darling
  For your love, I give God thanks
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros banks
  Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
  I walk on twine and tire tread
  Pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone
  The pale moon opens the earth to its bones
  I long, my darling, for your kiss
  For your sweet love, I give God thanks
  The touch of your loving fingertips
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros banks
  Your sweet memory comes on the evening wind
  I sleep and dream of holding you in my arms again
  The lights of Brownsville across the river shine
  A shout rings out, into the silty red river, I dive
  I long, my darling, for your kiss
  For your sweet love, I give God thanks
  A touch of your loving fingertips
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros
  Meet me on the Matamoros banks