There's a board-walk on the lake shore, Back in my hometown It's a place where couples meet To watch the sun go down. And there's a boy on the board-walk, Pining all alone. I asked him what was on his mind, He answered sad and low;
I'm in love with the girl The girl in the Pink Canoe Who lives up in the bush lands On the banks of the old Yazoo She shines like a rose, With her petals all covered in dew She's the only one for me, The girl in the pink Canoe
Let me tell you brother, It really is a glorious view All of natures wonders Spread out in front of you
I wanna ride down the river Take a trip through the old Bayou, I wanna shoot the foaming rapids With the Girl in the Pink Canoe
Far from home and all alone While the White capped waves rode high Lost at sea, she sprung a leak, In the middle of a dark and stormy night! She stroked and stroked in her little pink boat But it was to no avail She tossed and turned and chugged and churned And let go a mournful wail!
"Won't someone please come rescue me And Board my boat and sail me home?"
I called out to the girl, The girl in the Pink Canoe If you would let me, I would gladly, Come to rescue you. I've got an oar, and I'll row you back to shore And on that shore I'll kiss the girl The Girl in the pink Canoe.