Kankakee

Somewhere near the river
Oh the Kankakee’s waters
A Dave fell for a Donna
My Father for my Mother

Oh Kankakee, carry me to my family
Oh Kankakee, carry me to my home

They say I look just like my Granddad
And by that photo I have seen I would agree
Lord, I need to know what angels
And what demons are a part of me

Cause my blood flows with the waters
Of the Kankakee
And when I find that river I’ll find my family

Oh Kankakee, carry me to my family
Oh Kankakee, carry me to my home

So Mom, tell me the stories about my history
Right the wrongs and flag the mines
Of the doom that can escape repeat

Cause my blood flows with the waters
Of the Kankakee
And when I find that river I’ll find my family

Oh Kankakee, carry me to my family
Oh Kankakee, carry me to my home