Hartford's Bend

They're still blowing their whistles
On the cumberland river
When they're coming around
Hartford's bend It's a tip of the cap to the man with the hat
Every riverboat captain's friend

With his fiddle and bow and his old banjo
His tap dancing shoes keeping time
The sweet refrain of the Julia Belle Swain
Always gentle on my mind
He said "nothing is real but the river
And nothing's as true as a song"

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Years drifting by like boats in the night
And i think about you my friend
I miss you so and i hope that you know I wish we had our time again
So roll on into the sunset
Somewhere beyond the sea

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