Thinkin about you the other day
Walkin along the river
Hearing your voice, the words you wrote
and how you could play the fiddle


And you always played gentle in my mind

Drivin your boat,or playin your shows
You always wore that Derby
Pickin your songs we'd all sing along
God they were so purdy


Meetin at Monroe's you'd play the banjo
Back Home in Indiana
You,d walk the crowd playin fiddle real loud
From the hills and in the hollows


Madison was home on the Cumberland road
Where the steamboat smoke rose to your heart
And the Julia Belle ran thru all the hell that you knew
And took you to paradise

Refrain and repeat