Tell me why a song is sad, never glad
Blue river, blue river
Do you hold a memory of a vanished dream?
Sing to me on lips I press, and caress
Blue river, blue river
‘Til I saw my hopes go drifting down a stream
Can't we all forget that bright summer night?
In our little canoe
But our blue eyes lost the light as we whispered, "I do"
When I hear your lonesome song, I know that something′s wrong
Blue river, blue river
Maybe it's because I'm just as blue as you