Lyrics Red River - Guy Clark

From Palo Duro Canyon outside Amarillo Texas
The prairie dog town fork of the Red River flows
Headed 'cross the plains for the coast of Oklahoma
To the Mississippi River and the Gulf of Mexico

My great grand-daddy came to that Red River line
And he camped on the north side until it was time
To cross or to stay to be sooner or not
Well he headed south to San Antione, they said he liked it hot

Red River I know you, I know you of old
You have filled up my pockets with quicksand and gold
Susanna oh Susanna, when it comes my time
Won't you bury me south of that Red River line?

Now here's to Charlie Goodnight and Mr. Loving too
And here's to Coronado, the Comanche, and the blues
And here's to the bootleggers and the oilfield crews
And here's to the one and all of us Red River fools

Red River I know you, I know you of old
You have filled up my pockets with quicksand and gold
Susanna oh Susanna, when it comes my time
Just you bury me south of that Red River line

Susanna oh Susanna, when it comes my time
Please bury me south of that Red River line