Tuesday, December 9, 2008

The River Rolls

by
Chuck Connors

The river rolls, the river rolls, all the way to the big wide sea
But who could really understand when you and I can’t see?

The river rolls, the river rolls, laughing across the rocks
It chuckles softly “come along,” you can play without your socks.

The river rolls, the river rolls, two lovers once loved along its banks
Years later when they were old and gray they came back and gave their thanks.

The river rolls, the river rolls, so deep and far and wide
It travels winding ways to the ocean and the tide.

The river rolls, the river rolls, it seems forever to me
One day I must follow it to find my destiny.