Girl in the Pink Canoe

There's a boardwalk on the lake shore, back in my hometown
It's a place where couples meet to watch the sun go down
And there's a boy on the boardwalk, climbing all alone
I asked him what was on his mind, he answered, sad and low

I'm in love with a girl
The girl in the pink canoe, who lives up in the bushlands on the banks of the old Yazoo
She shines like a rose, with her petals all covered in dew
She's the only one for me, the girl in the pink canoe
Let me tell you, brother, it really is a glorious view
All of nature's wonders spread out in front of you

I wanna ride down the river, take a trip through the old bayou
I wanna shoot the foaming rabbits with the girl in the pink canoe
Far from home and all alone as the white calf waves rode high
Lost at sea, she sprung a leak on the dittle, dittle dark stormy night
She stroked and stroked in her little pink boat, but was to no avail
She tossed and turned and chugged and churned and let go a mournful wail

Won't someone please come rescue me?
And board my boat and sail me home

I called out to the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
If you would let me, I would gladly come to rescue you
I've got an oar and I'll row you back to shore
And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
I promise
And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
I've read Camille Paglia
And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe

There you go
Thank you very much