If I were born to be a river
If a river is all I'd be
I tell the giver of all of the rivers
To make me the TennesseeHow many drops of rain roll off of how many window panes
Down to a valley low where a river like me begins to grow
I sing a mindful song as I rush and ramble along
O dee-o-dee-o-dee-o dee-o-dee-o-dee-oI bury secrets deep, I keep them down where the catfish creep
Where the rolling tide can't reach the things that I hide
I hum a mindful tune in the Alabama june
O dee-o-dee-o-dee-o dee-o-dee-o-dee-oEven the Tennessee river runs lowWhen the sky is bright and clear
Not a cloud above you
You can float in knowing dear
That I was made to love youWhen the storm is raging
All the light is fading
The river sings along with me
Reaching for that minor keyAll let me blue and grey river carry me fast away
Flood all the rocks and grills
Fumble the mighty eelI am the Tennessee, see you down at the stormy sea
O dee-o-dee-o-dee-o dee-o-dee-o-dee-oEven the Tennessee river runs low
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