sábado, 8 de maio de 2010

DIXIE LILY

Showboat comin' up the river
See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze
I can hear the crickets singin' in the evening
Old Dixie Lily movin' past the cypress trees

My little boat she rocks easy
I've been catchin' catfish in the creek all day
Oh, and I've never seen ladies like those on the big boats
Must be fancy breedin' lets you live that way

Dixie Lily, chuggin' like a grand old lady
Paddles hittin' home in the noonday sun
Ploughin' through the water with your whistles blowin'
Down from Louisiana on the Vicksburg run

Papa says that I'm a dreamer
Says them, skeetas bit me one too many times
Oh, but I never get lonesome living' on the river
Watchin' old Lily leave the world behind

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