I have seen the paddle wheelers Rolling south on a summers' day. I've seen the lovers at the guardrails With stars in their lemonade And I've heard the hobos gather, Heard their banjo's brace the blade. Heard them sing about the river, Called it the lazy man's parade.
Sing me that song about the river, Green, going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter 'Bout this time of day.
Last night I stood by the highway, Pretending I was on my way. You know a hundred thousand headlights Couldn't match the Milky Way And when the moonlight touches the water, Surely somethin' touches me And I go reachin' for the river Like it's reachin' for the sea.
So, sing me that song about the river, Green, going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter 'Bout this time of day.
Somethings go on forever But truth don't ever stray. The wind may brush the water But the river will hold its sway.
So, sing me that song about the river, Green going away. You know I always did feel like a drifter 'Bout this time of day...