Written by Greg Adams
A
The day the river freezes
Bm
Is the day it won't seem fair
D
'Cause they'll come to get the River Lady
D A
And I don't think they'll care
A
I know they'll scrape her paint off
Bm
In their same old foolish ways
D
Now the people see the river
D A
But the old ships gone away
A D
Water turns cold and gets ta freezin'
A
Before you even know it, the old girl's easin'
C#m
Away from her berth, round by the point
D
And out of our view
D
Off in the mist, her engine's poundin'
A
Like on the banks, that old horn's soundin'
C#m D
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
C#m D A
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
A
I know I will remember
Bm
When I cannot hear that horn
D
That would roll up by the mountains
D A
As she took us through the storm
A
I know they've got to take her
Bm
But I can't say I approve
D
'Cause she's won so many battles
D A
That I hate to see her lose
A D
Water turns cold and gets ta freezin'
A
Before you even know it, the old girl's easin'
C#m
Away from her berth, round by the point
D
And out of our view
C#m D
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
C#m D A
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
A D
Water turns cold and gets ta freezin'
A
Before you even know it, the old girl's easin'
C#m
Away from her berth, round by the point
D
And out of our view
D
Off in the mist, her engine's poundin'
A
Like on the banks, that old horn's soundin'
C#m D
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
C#m D A
A little goodbye, a little I'll do what I must do
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