River Robin

(Bob Nolan)

I know a riverboat, the fairest queen afloat,

Hear the note from her whistle’s throat.

Then, when she rounds the bend of every turn he's in,

The folks all jump with joy!

Rolling smoke from her stack and stoke,

Here comes the River Robin!

Round the bend hear the voices blend,

The crew of the River Robin.

Hear her whistle, “Oo-oo-oo!”

Honey, it won’t be long.

Hear those drivers, “Oo-oo-oo!”

Shoving the boat along.

Up and down see her wheel go round.

Here comes the River Robin!

She is the joy and pride as on the river tide

Float and glide, come on and take a ride.

Just see her cut the stream her wake and wash a-gleam.

All aboard, I’m gone!

Rolling smoke from her stack and stoke,

Here comes the River Robin!

Round the bend hear the voices blend,

The crew of the River Robin.

Hear her whistle, “Oo-oo-oo!”

Honey, it won’t be long.

Hear those drivers, “Oo-oo-oo!”

Shoving the boat along.

Up and down see her wheel go round.

Here comes the River Robin!

For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America

This song was never commercially recorded.