Thought I'd sing to the river Just cheer her on her way She's a blue old girl That no one cares to travel on these days I know some say she's lazy She was fast enough before Half of every cotton crop Came floating past my door And there used to be a dance hall When the gambling boat still ran The air was full of lamp light And the sound of dixieland But the river men are gone now She's a melancholy girl She never sees the delta queen Or the Alabama pearl And she looks like she's lonely As she tumbles to the sea She's headed down to Mexico To find some company Well the only time I cursed her Was the spring of '65 She rolled across my bean field Looking more than ten miles wide Well I shoulda seen it comin' As it does from time to time Women's gonna make a fuss When no one pays her any mind So thought I'd sing to the river Just cheer her on her way She's a blue old girl That no one cares to travel on these days She's a blue old girl That no one cares To travel on these days