The River Hymn

	作词 : Robertson
	The ladies would put the baskets on the table
	And the men would sit beneath a shady tree
	The children would listen to a fable
	While something else came through to me
	The river got no end, just roll around the bend
	Then pretty soon the women would all join in
	On the river hymn...
	The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
	We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks
	The voice of the rapids will echo
	And ricochet like an old water well
	Who d ever want to let go
	Once you sit beneath its spell
	It's dark and wide and deep, towards the sea it creeps
	I'm so glad I brought along my mandolin
	To play the river hymn...
	You can ride on it or drink it
	Poison it or dam it
	Fish in it and wash in it
	Swim in it and you can die in it
	Run, you river, run
	Son, you ain't never seen yourself
	No crystal mirror can show it clear, come over here instead
	Son, you ain't never eased yourself
	Til you laid it down in a river bed
	If you hear a lonesome drone, it's as common as a stone
	And gets louder as the day grows dim
	That's the river hymn...
	The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
	We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks

	zuò cí : Robertson
	The ladies would put the baskets on the table
	And the men would sit beneath a shady tree
	The children would listen to a fable
	While something else came through to me
	The river got no end, just roll around the bend
	Then pretty soon the women would all join in
	On the river hymn...
	The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
	We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks
	The voice of the rapids will echo
	And ricochet like an old water well
	Who d ever want to let go
	Once you sit beneath its spell
	It' s dark and wide and deep, towards the sea it creeps
	I' m so glad I brought along my mandolin
	To play the river hymn...
	You can ride on it or drink it
	Poison it or dam it
	Fish in it and wash in it
	Swim in it and you can die in it
	Run, you river, run
	Son, you ain' t never seen yourself
	No crystal mirror can show it clear, come over here instead
	Son, you ain' t never eased yourself
	Til you laid it down in a river bed
	If you hear a lonesome drone, it' s as common as a stone
	And gets louder as the day grows dim
	That' s the river hymn...
	The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river
	We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks