Priceless vices

I was a cowboy in the wild west.
I rode for many days without a rest.
A swig of whiskey and a thought of you,
were the only things that got me through.
You'll be with me wherever rivers roll,
you'll be with me wherever wind still blows.
I was a pilot in a world war,
taking fire off a foreign shore.
A cigarette and photograph of you,
were the only things that got me through.
You'll be with me wherever rivers roll,
you'll be with me wherever wind still blows.
I was a singer in a touring band,
with nothing going quite the way I planned.
A pint of beer and then a call to you,
were the only things that got me through.
You'll be with me wherever rivers roll,
you'll be with me wherever wind still blows.