Sometimes I sit and wonder What's become of the thunder
And why the lightning strikes again The river's raging
My tired body's aching I remember when life was like that
Oh, she knows I'll go down to Kennybeck River Sitting on a green grassy hill
In my heart I will be sitting by the river Oh, she knows I'll come to the mill
And the old man at the mill I think his name was Nell
Saying, come on boys, let's camp out that home part
Oh, she knows I'll go down to Kennybeck River Sitting on a green grassy hill
In my heart I will ever be sitting by the river
Oh, she knows I'll go down to Kennybeck River Sitting on a green grassy hill
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