Old River And Me
How old was I when I first saw old rivers? I can't remember when he wasn't around. That old fellow did an aw full lot of work. He spent his whole life walking plowed ground. He had a one room shack not far from us and I guess we was about as poor as him. He had one old mule he called midnight, and I use to trail along after them. He use to plow them rows straight and deep and I'd come along there behind bus tin up clods with my own bare feet Old-rivers was a friend of mine.
Ah, that sun got high and that mule would work and old rivers would finally say who ah and he'd wipe his brow and lay back on them Raine's and he'd talk about a place that he was going to go. He'd say one of these days I'm going to climb that mountain I'm gonna walk up there among them clouds where the cottons high and the corns a grow in and there ain't no fields to plow.
I got a letter today from the folks back home, oh there all fine and the crops are a little dry. Down near the end mom said I don't know if you'd heard son but Old rivers died sitting here now in this new plowed earth just trying to find a little shade but with that sun beating down across the field I see that mule, Old rivers, and me. yeah He'd say one of these days I'm going to climb that mountain I'm gonna walk up there among them clouds where the cottons high and the corns a grow in and there ain't no fields to plow. With the sun beat in down across the field I see that mule, Old rivers, and me.
I've always loved this song and I love to listen to dad whistle along perfect in tune there are so many songs he whistled and I've always enjoyed listening to them.
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