The River Hymn Songtext
von The Band
The River Hymn Songtext
The ladies would put the baskets on the table
And the men would sit beneath a shady tree
The children would listen to a fable
While something else came through to me
The river got no end, just roll around the bend
Then pretty soon the women would all join in
(Ah-ah-ah-ah) on the river hymn
The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
We are gathered here to give a little thanks, thanks
The voice of the rapids will echo
And ricochet like an old water well
Who would ever want to let go?
Once you sit beneath its spell
It′s dark and wide and deep, towards the sea it creeps
I'm so glad I brought along my mandolin (mmh)
To play the river hymn
You can ride on it or drink it
Poison it or dam it
Fish in it and wash in it
Swim in it and you can die in it
Run, you river, run
Son, you ain′t never seen yourself
No crystal mirror can show it clear, come over here instead
Son, you ain't never eased yourself
Til you laid it down in a river bed
If you hear a lonesome drone, it's as common as a stone
And gets louder as the day grows dim (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That′s the river hymn (ah-ah)
The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
We are gathered here to give a little thanks, thanks
And the men would sit beneath a shady tree
The children would listen to a fable
While something else came through to me
The river got no end, just roll around the bend
Then pretty soon the women would all join in
(Ah-ah-ah-ah) on the river hymn
The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
We are gathered here to give a little thanks, thanks
The voice of the rapids will echo
And ricochet like an old water well
Who would ever want to let go?
Once you sit beneath its spell
It′s dark and wide and deep, towards the sea it creeps
I'm so glad I brought along my mandolin (mmh)
To play the river hymn
You can ride on it or drink it
Poison it or dam it
Fish in it and wash in it
Swim in it and you can die in it
Run, you river, run
Son, you ain′t never seen yourself
No crystal mirror can show it clear, come over here instead
Son, you ain't never eased yourself
Til you laid it down in a river bed
If you hear a lonesome drone, it's as common as a stone
And gets louder as the day grows dim (ah-ah-ah-ah)
That′s the river hymn (ah-ah)
The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
We are gathered here to give a little thanks, thanks
Writer(s): Robbie Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com