The Riverboat Song-John Starling/Carolina Star

well I'll [G]sing to the river, to [C]cheer her on her [G]way, she's a blue ol' girl, but no one cares, to travel on these days[D], and I know [G]some say she's lazy, she was [C]strong enough before[G], when half of every cotton crop, come [D]floatin' passed my door[G] and it [C]used to be a dance hall, when the gamblin' boats still ran[G], the [A7]air was filled with lamplight, the sound of Dixieland[D] but the [G]rivermen are gone now, she's a [C]melancholy girl[G] she never sees the Delta Queen or the, Alabama [D]Pearl[D7] and I [G]know that she's lonely, as she [C]tumbles to the sea[G] she's headed down to Mexico to fi[D]nd some compa[G]ny BREAK[C][G][A7][D7][G][C][G][D][G] and the [C]only time I cursed her, was the spring of sixty-five[G], when she [A7]ran upon the bean fields, lookin' more than ten miles [D]wide[D7], but I, [G]should've seen it coming, as it [C]does from time to time[G] a woman's gonna make a fuss no one pays her any mi[D]nd but I'll [G]sing to the river, to [C]cheer her on her way[G] she's a blue ol' girl, but no one cares, to [D]travel on these [G]days [C]she's a [G]blue ol' girl, but no one cares, to [D]travel on these [G]days