Roll On, New River
Got my fishin' pole and some Beanie-weenies
Pocket knife and a ball of string
The water's cold but the fish don't know it
The river's deep and the river's long
How it shines in the morning sun
I'm glad you let me come along to the river
Roll on New River
Roll on forever
Carry me with you
Roll on
The moon comes out on the path to home
Window's open and the radio on
Sing along with Bill Monroe together
Kentucky's not so far to go
From these Virginia hills I love
Where the water still runs north in the New River
Roll on New River
Roll on forever
Carry me with you
Roll on
Past the farms and fields of corn
Past these hills that I adore
Up a winding corridor you travel
Men have tried but never tamed you
I still wonder why they named an old, old place "new"
Like they did New River
Roll on New River
Roll on forever
Carry me with you
Roll on
-photo of the New River taken by Betty in 1995
Words and music copyright ©1995 Betty Elders/ Whistling
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