Written by Robbie Smith
Oh, won’t you take me down that warm winding river
Where the water widens out to find new adventure
I hope that you’ll come away with me
Down the old Missouri River
To where the air is so fresh and free
Just driftin’ on down that river
Well, it’s a sun’s up brighten up buttercup morning
And I’m going out to seek my good fortune
I hope that you’ll come and share the view
Down the old Missouri River
I know that you’ll hear the music too
Just driftin’ on down that river
Sing another river song
Sing it just like it was meant to be sung
Sing another river song – like they used to
When Huckleberry Finn was young
Well I’m mighty grateful to my lord and maker
To Mark Twain and to mother nature
And for the breeze that is guiding me
Down the old Missouri River
To some sweet simple destiny
Just driftin’ on down that river
Now, that rusty old harmonica never sounded better
As we paddle out singin’ out “oh Shenendoah”
We dip the oars in between each rhyme
Down the old Missouri River
Upon a raft going back in time
Just driftin’ on down that river