Lyrics Roger Whittaker

Roger Whittaker

River Lady

The day the river freezes is the day it won't seem fair

Cause they'll come to get the river lady

And I don't think they'll care

I know they'll scrape her paint off

In their same old foolish ways

Now the people see the river

But the old ship's gone away

Water turns cold and gets to freezing

Before you even know it the old girl's easing

Away from her berth round by the point and out of our view

Off in the mist her engines pounding

Back on the banks that old horn's sounding

A little good-bye

A little I'll do what I must do

A little good-bye

A little I'll do what I must do

I know I will remember when I cannot hear that horn

That would roll up by the mountains

As she took us through the storm

I know they've got to take her

But I can't say I approve

Cause she's won so many battles

That I hate to see her lose

Water turns cold and gets to freezing

Before you even know it the old girl's easing

Away from her berth round by the point and out of our view

Off in the mist her engines pounding

Back on the banks that old horn's sounding

A little good-bye

A little I'll do what I must do

A little good-bye

A little I'll do what I must do

Water turns cold and gets to freezing