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I have seen the paddle wheelers rolling south on a summers day. Ive seen the lovers at the guardrails with stars in their lemonade and Ive heard the hobos gather, heard their banjos brace the blade. Heard them sing about the river, called it the lazy mans parade.
Sing me that song about the river, green going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter at this time of day.
Last night I stood by the highway, pretended I was on my way. You know a hundred thousand headlights couldnt match the milky way and when the moonlight touches the water, surely something touches me and I go reaching for the river like its reaching for the sea.
Sing me that song about the river, green going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter at this time of day.
Somethings go on for ever but truth dont ever stray. The wind may brush the water but the river wont persuade.
Sing me that song about the river, green going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter at this time of day.