Michael Jerling
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Riverboat Rag
c1977 by Michael JerlingFrom the album Early Jerling
Sweeter than a catfish Fryin' in the pan Those were the days We were livin' off the fat of the land Listenin' to the river Starin' at the fire Lyin' on our backs Blowin' smoke rings up to the stars But now he's livin' in St. Louis At the Fenwick Arms Hotel On that gamblin' table each and every night With a gal dressed like a riverboat He's smokin' big cigars And he's wonderin' why his luck ain't runnin' right I drink rot-gut whiskey He drinks English gin It gets you the same place One's a more expensive sin Now if you're in St. Louis Look up my old friend Ask for Mr. Sawyer Tell him the river always wins (Chorus) Ask for Mr. Sawyer Tell him the river always wins Just a little free advice From old Huckleberry Finn
