Would make all this worthwhile

Would I see regret to the last mile

And if I knew then I was older then
And it's strange to see your story end
It was summertime in '83
And it's strange to see your story end
I know Ohio, like the back of my hand
Alone Ohio, where the river bends
Through the threshers all torn to pieces
And the reservoir was just as good for Joni
And it's strange to see your story end
How I hate to see your story end
We were burnin' out at the rubber tree
Holly said, "Don't go inside the children's home"
And a good son lost his life in a strip pit

It's so sad to see your story end
And the land lay bare someone turned a profit there

In my life I've seen a thousand dreams
Hello Ohio, the back roads
And light our fires in the Egypt Bottom
When the sun went down we would all leave town

Alone Ohio, where the river bends
Hello Ohio, the back roads
Valerie was singin' to the radio, Ohio
I know Ohio, like the back of my hand
Alone Ohio, where the river bends
Yeah, I'm wonderin' what in the world
Mary said, "Don't leave your man alone"
'Cause we knew we would dream out loud in the night air