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