Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry, Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And Im a gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in st. paul, minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin in davenport, And I follow you big river when you called.
Well I followed her down to st. louie, later on down the river, Trader said shes been here, but shes gone, boy, shes gone. Well I followed her down to memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
Well Ive gotten on down to baton rouge, river queen roll on, Take that woman down to new orleans, new orleans. I give up, Ive had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me.