River Song

Lynn is cooking in the kitchen

Cracking those big brown eggs

Kim is sitting on the puffy couch

Talking 'bout her two grandkids

A gaggle of girls are watching football

And screaming at the big TV

And I keep strumming trying to write this song

Before it gets away from me

And the days run on like a river song

And the days run on

So listen to the river and sing along

Oh, the river song

Anne is waiting on the tow truck

And Jib has got to write contracts

Dee got a nail in her Goodyear tire

She had to fix it 'fore it went flat

And Megan's dancing with the fairies

And laughing by the big bonfire

And Trish led us up to the mountaintop

Like a preacher leads a Sunday choir

And the days run on like a river song

And the days run on

So listen to the river and sing along

Oh, the river song

Betsy's painting in the chapel

In aubergine and peacock blue

And Donna's taking foodie pictures

And Brooke had a big breakthrough

And I got a table full of songwriters

Brave enough to sing and play

It's hard to believe we were scared to come together

Now we're sad to pack it up and drive away

And the days run on like a river song

And the days run on

So get into the rhythm and sing along

And the days run on

So paint yourself a picture and sing your song

Oh, the river song