"Get Up, Jake, it's late in the mornin' the rain is pourin' and
we got work to do. Get Up, Jake, there's no need a-lyin', You tell
me that you're dyin', but I know it's not true.
Now, me and Jake, we work down on the river, on the ferry "Jubal
A. Early". And when Jake don't rise up in the mornin', People lined
up all along the shore.
Crap game will take you to the cleaners, Rye whiskey to the
grave. River Woman don't you come no closer, 'Cause me and Jake got
no time to save, Oh, oh,
Dirty Dan he came up from Savannah, Carried a mean streak in his
eye. Now, him and Jake both wanted Annabella, I guess one man here
has got to die.
Get Up, Jake, it's late in the mornin' the rain is pourin' and
we got work to do. Get Up, Jake, there's no need a-dyin',
Annabelle's cryin' and it's all for you."
Cache is dedicated to the Band and an old buddy
of mine. Think about this song or him every time I cross this here
ferry. Rest In Peace.