That River Don’t Sing No More For Me

THAT RIVER DON’T SING (NO MORE FOR ME)_Final Lyric
(by Nancy Posey and Joe Beck)

I MIGHT JUST TRAVEL TO THE GANGES
THE RIVER THAMES, THE BALTIC SEA.
JUST FOR AWHILE
I MIGHT FLOAT DOWN THE NILE
BUT NO, NOT THAT OLD TENNESSEE
THAT RIVER DON’T SING NO MORE FOR ME

A STEAMBOAT ON THE MIGHTY MISSISSIPPI
Seems like A BETTER PLACE TO BE
BUT NOW THAT YOU’RE GONE
I WON’T SHOW UP ALONE
ON THE BANKS OF THAT OLD TENNESSEE
THAT RIVER DON’T SING NO MORE FOR ME.

I REMEMBER SO WELL
HOW SHE CAST A SPELL
AND WRAPPED US INSIDE OF HER SONG
BUT THAT FICKLE OLD RIVER
COULDN’T HOLD YOU FOREVER
NOW I FIND MYSELF ALL ALONE.

PERHAPS THE AMAZON MIGHT THRILL ME
ON THE RIO GRANDE, I MIGHT FEEL FREE
OR THE OL’ OKEECHOBEE
WHERE NOBODY KNOWS ME
BUT NEVER THAT OLD TENNESSEE.
THAT RIVER DON’T SING NO MORE FOR ME.


FROM NOW ON I’M BOUND TO WANDER
AS HOMESICK AS THE CHEROKEE
I’M LEAVING HERE
ON MY OWN TRAIL OF TEARS
FAR FROM THAT OLD TENNESSEE
THAT RIVER DON’T SING NO MORE FOR ME.