Preacher Boy - Trinity River Blues
Where the big boulder tearsThe current into pairs
That's where the geese like to rest
I guess they know best
But i'm just lookin' at you, sugar
Where the rapids quite
That's where i like to sit
And hear the river roll
By the swimming hole
And i'm just lookin' at you, sugar
I like the way that it's rushin' over
I like the smell of that cold alpine dew
I like to hear that old river song
All night long
If i had a painting brush
I'd paint the sound of the rush
Gray, green, and white
Flowing right
But i'm just looking at you, sugar
I ain't skippin' rocks
And i ain't checkin' no clocks
Umbrella plants grow tall
Ain't doin' nothin' at all
I'm just lookin' at you, sugar
I like the way that it's rushin' over
I like the smell of that cold alpine dew
I like to hear that old river song
All night long
In the cold mountain morning shiver
I'm countin' one, two, three, trinity river
Written by:
Christopher Watkins
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