My baby %s burden on my back,
We lordy lordy by the river bend,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through walking the floor we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hard times come we find our way,
By old downtown we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and h...