Green River

Take me back down where cool water flows, y'all. Let me remember the things I've done: walk on the log where the catfish bite; walking along the river road at night; barefoot gir, dancin' in the moonlight. I can hear the bullfrog calling me. (ribbit) Wond'rin' if my rope's still hangin' to the tree. Ole Brody Juniour took me over; said you're gonna find a well that's colder. If I'm a bad boss, give some o'Green River. Well...