[Verse 1]
Red clay on my boots, June dust in my lungs
Granddad's name on a rusty gate, bell on the church still rungs
Cornfield leaning on a two-track road
Silos watching like they know
[Chorus]
That river runs through this town, like a long old story
Brown and stubborn, white and loud, carving out our glory
Every stone, every bridge, every rusty crown
I'm proud of the river and the bluegrass of my town
[Verse 2]
Screen doors slam, kids run wild
String band on the courthouse lawn
Banjo laughing, old dogs bark somehow
The day keeps hanging on
We pass jars, we pass time
We pass songs down the line
[Chorus]
That river runs through this town, like a long old story
Brown and stubborn, white and loud, carving out our glory
Every stone, every bridge, every rusty crown
I'm proud of the river and the bluegrass of my town
[Bridge]
High water years, it kissed our knees
Left mud on our memory
Still we play, still we stay
Wave at the freight rolling away