Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
Roger Whittaker
The day the river freezes
Is the day it won't seem fair
'Cause they'll come to get the River Lady
And I don't think they'll care
I know they'll scrape her paint off
In their same old foolish ways
Now the people see the river
But the old ships gone away
Water turns cold and gets ta freezin'
Before you even know it
The old girl's easin'
Away from her berth
Round by the point
And out of our view
Off in the mist
Her engine's poundin'
Back on the banks
That old horn's soundin'
A little goodbye
A little I'll do what I must do
A little goodbye
A little I'll do what I must do
A da da dum, dum, dum, da da da dum dum
I know I will remember
When I cannot hear that horn
That would roll up by the mountains
As she took us through the storm
I know they've got to take her
But I can't say I approve
'Cause she's won so many battles
That I hate to see her lose
Water turns cold and gets ta freezin'
Before you even know it
The old girl's easin'
Away from her berth
Round by the point
And out of our view
A little goodbye
A little I'll do, what I must do
The water turns cold
And gets to freezin'
Before you even know it
The old girl's easin'
Away from her berth
'Round by the point
And out of our view
Off in the mist
Her engine's poundin'
Back on the banks
That old horn's soundin'
A little goodbye
A little I'll do
What I must do
A little goodbye
A little I'll do
What I must do
Dum da da da-dum...