In the heart of this old town
There's a river that's been around
It's seen lovers come and go
And felt the tears they didn't show
Folks down here, they cast their lines
Hoping for a catch divine
Beneath the sun, the water gleams
Reflecting dreams and broken schemes
Through the fields of golden wheat
The river's song, so bittersweet
It's carved its secrets in the sand
Where the past meets the present land
