Tom Russell - American Rivers lyrics

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos Yeah, yeah yeah It's all been ground down to mola**es Yeah yeah yeah I saw a red iron sunsets - From a rust iron bridge In the Indian country –Of the mockingbird kid I saw the moon in a boxcar - Being carried as freight Through 62 winters - Through 48 states In an old Chinese graveyard - I slept in the weeds When a song and a story - Were all a kid needs Hear the rhymes and the rattles - Of those runaway trains And the songs of the cowboy - And the sound of the rain And it's mom I miss you I woke up and screamed American rivers - Roll deep through my dreams Colorado, Yeah Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande I was a kid there asleep in the sandy old water Yeah old water We named ‘em for Indians - Our guilt to forsake The Delaware the Blackfoot - The Flathead the Snake Now they roll past casinos _ And old hamburger stands They're all waving farewell - To the kid on the lamb With their Jig sawed old arteries - So clogged and defiled No open heart miracle - Is gonna turn 'em back wild Past towns gone to bankers – Past fields gone to seed All cut up and carved out - So divided by greed And old grandfather catfish - With his whiskers so long And his life in a struggle - Cuz the oxygen's gone Oh mom I miss you I woke up and screamed These American rivers - They poison my dreams Colorado, Alleghany, Shenandoah, Susquehanny And the Wabash and the Hudson and the brave Rio Grande I was a kid there I was asleep in the sandy old water Yeah old water