I'm working away the hours of the day My back and my shoulders tired I'll build me a boat and set the thing afloat And drift down the river side Through locks and the bends, the river never ends A poor boy singing my song The rain comes in, the currents up again A fine time for rolling along My gal Josephine, she yells and she screams You can hear her holler all the way to New Orleans The fog rolls in, then I'm gone again, my shanty boat and me She creeks and she groans, she rocks and she moans The dragon fly leading my way The river she speaks and sets my mind at ease Think I'll tie up for the day In Cincinnati town I took a look around Louisville was lovely but I'm Mississippi bound The fog rolls in, then I'm gone again, my shanty boat and me Now some folks can stand to never leave the land And got to own a country mile The fine things so grand seem the measure of a man But that just ain't my style It's the river for me, and south to the sea Ain't no better way for a poor boy to be free The fog rolls in, then I'm gone again, my shanty boat and me My gal Josephine, she yells and she screams You can hear her holler all the way to New Orleans The fog rolls in, then I'm gone again, my shanty boat and me