Lyrics
Intro
Twangy Telecaster + pedal steel, 10–12 seconds
Verse 1
Mr. Robinson sits on his Arizona porch at nightStaring at the charts in the pale porch lightFortune locked away in digital goldBut all he does is gripe and scoldHe calls the man who told him “buy some more”“When will the price go up? When will it rise?”Same old question under those big desert skies
Chorus
Just relax, Mr. Robinson, let the river flowIt’ll come when it comes, you already knowDon’t chase the numbers, don’t fight the nightHold that bag steady in the soft moonlightThe wind will turn, the tide will climbJust breathe, old friend… give it time
Solo
Twangy Telecaster with crying pedal steel, 12 bars
Verse 2
Months roll by like freights through the dustHe paces the kitchen in the desert heat“I trusted your word and put it all inNow I’m counting losses with a weary grin”The man just smiles and pours another drink“Patience is the only road that don’t sinkQuit staring at the mountain and just let it be”
Chorus
Just relax, Mr. Robinson, let the river flowIt’ll come when it comes, you already knowDon’t chase the numbers, don’t fight the nightHold that bag steady in the soft moonlightThe wind will turn, the tide will climbJust breathe, old friend… give it time
Solo
Pedal steel and harmonica trading lines, 12–14 bars
Bridge
One cold morning the numbers caught fireGreen lights climbing higher and higherTears in his eyes under the wide open skiesRicher than kings, he finally rejoices
Solo
Triumphant Telecaster with pedal steel, 12 bars
Final Chorus
Just relax, Mr. Robinson, the river came throughIt came when it came, and it carried youNo more chasing numbers, no more endless nightStanding in fortune under golden lightThe wind has turned, the tide has climbedYou made it, old friend… right on time
Outro
Soft pedal steel and harmonica fading over sparse guitar and dusty wind, 15–20 secondsYeah… right on timeRight on time…