River Song
I'm leavin' town and leavin' at eight
Got me my fishing pole and the ice chest on its way
You know vacations don't come around soon enough
So I just called in sick, said, "Screw the pay"
Got me a few brews and a little barbeque now
My fold-up chair sittin' in the shade
You know I ain't got the time 'cause I've been wastin' it all
Out where that river's a calling my name
Out where that river's calling my name
I said that river's been a calling my name
I left my troubles back in town a few country miles away
When I heard that river just a calling my name
Now good ol' Alfred got to thinkin'
'Bout that boss man somethin' fierce
He said, "That boss man he's been slaving me away"
And when that boss man, he told Alfred to pull another double shift
He said, "You know I don't think I'm feelin' so good today"
Now good ol' Alfred he weren't citified now
Never really paid it no mind
But he said, "Them city slickers move way too fast!"
Now you can just go on 'bout your business, really doing nothing at all
I'd rather be dirty sittin' barefoot in the grass
Out where that river's calling my name
I said that river's been a calling my name
I left my troubles back in town a few country miles away
When I heard that river just a calling my name
Hey!
You just go on 'bout your business, here doing nothin' at all
I'd rather be dirty sittin' barefoot in the grass
Got me my fishing pole and the ice chest on its way
You know vacations don't come around soon enough
So I just called in sick, said, "Screw the pay"
Got me a few brews and a little barbeque now
My fold-up chair sittin' in the shade
You know I ain't got the time 'cause I've been wastin' it all
Out where that river's a calling my name
Out where that river's calling my name
I said that river's been a calling my name
I left my troubles back in town a few country miles away
When I heard that river just a calling my name
Now good ol' Alfred got to thinkin'
'Bout that boss man somethin' fierce
He said, "That boss man he's been slaving me away"
And when that boss man, he told Alfred to pull another double shift
He said, "You know I don't think I'm feelin' so good today"
Now good ol' Alfred he weren't citified now
Never really paid it no mind
But he said, "Them city slickers move way too fast!"
Now you can just go on 'bout your business, really doing nothing at all
I'd rather be dirty sittin' barefoot in the grass
Out where that river's calling my name
I said that river's been a calling my name
I left my troubles back in town a few country miles away
When I heard that river just a calling my name
Hey!
You just go on 'bout your business, here doing nothin' at all
I'd rather be dirty sittin' barefoot in the grass
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jacobs, Ryan Hakker, Thomas Mccarthy, Dustin Medeiros
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