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Well, the river ran right up against the house where I was born,
And I would step in ankle deep, many a chilly early morn.
And I cursed that goddamn river, “Get the hell back to the sea!”
But I never gave an inch, just like my daddy said I always ought to be.
And it ain’t just them baby bobcats that it drowned when I was ten,
No, there’s there’s a hundred stories I would tell, make your hair stand up on end,
Yeah the river it’s been a lot of things…but it ain’t never been my friend.
Yeah, Granddaddy dug his plot right down into the river shore,
He watched the neighbors all retreat at least a hundred yards or more.
They said “fall on back you old fool, or she’ll wash your life away!”
But Granddaddy wasn’t one to listen to anything that anyone would say.
And his daddy came from Utah, his grandpa from Ohio,
But rotten luck birthed him in Oregon with no more west to go,
Yeah the river might be real friendly…but Granddaddy never did think so.
And you say you want your reasons,
Like you could handle maybe two or three.
But the reasons go back two or three centuries,
Man, you wouldn’t believe!
And they say she was a highway for those rugged frontier men,
And the school kids come by every year in May just to pretend.
Yeah the river it’s been a lot of things…but it ain’t never been my friend! It ain’t never been my friend! It ain’t never been my friend!