D G There?s a little place that comes to mindD A Believe you me it?s a joy to findD G They close off the streets at harvest timeD A D In that old river townD G Fishing boats they blow their hornsD A Through the mist of the early mornD G You thank the lord that you were bornD G D In that old river townG D So break out the fiddle and dosie doeD A There?s not a place that I don?t knowD G Cane fields burning all aroundD A D D A D We?re all going down to that old river townD G Well a flood came through in ?74D A Left a foot of mud in the dance hall floorD G Never seen one as big beforeD A D In that old river townD G The moon is hanging way up highD A In the north coast summer skyD G I met a little girl that caught my eyeD A D In that old river townE A Well the band is finished they played the showE B7 And none of us want to go on homeE A There?s a party on at a place I knowE B7 E In that old river townA E So break out the fiddle and dosie doeE B7 There?s not a place that I don?t knowE A Cane fields burning all aroundE B7 E E B7 E We?re all going down to that old river townE B7 E E B7 E We?re all going down to that old river town
River Town
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