A gentle journey, one of many, in an old aluminum canoe
The sights were real and endless
MAGIC RIVER RAMBLE
Slide into the river in an old canoe
Pick up speed and head downstream
Speckled bottom, ancient stone
Fields of blue and green
Pass me by, I'm nearly high
The river's not the same, from hour to hour
So are we all, so are we all
Constantly changing, flowing ever on
Until we're done, until we're done
'Round a rapid bend, by a hillside spring
'Neath a granite cliff and an old steel bridge
Slide into the river in an old canoe
Pick up speed and head downstream, head downstream