| Lyrics: | OH, THAT LOW BRIDGE
from George
Ward
1. It's many miles to Buffalo (Oh that low bridge!)
Balky mule he travels
slow (Oh that low bridge!)
There's gravel on the towpath, there's hornets in the sand,
Oh pity poor canallers that's so far away from land.
And
Chorus:
Look
Out! That Low Bridge, Look Out! That low bridge!
The captain, cook and all the crew,
oh duck your heads way down
The fastest boat in all the fleet,
"Two Sisters,"
come to town.
2. There's many locks to shut you in (Oh that low bridge!)
Every
worm must learn to swim (Oh that low bridge!)
We're loaded down with barley, and timber from
the west,
Now every poor canaller, now do your level best.
And
3. We're
froze up in the winter time (Oh that low bridge!)
Summer, how the sun do shine (Oh that low
bridge!)
In rain or stormy weather, the captain's on the poop
All huddled up
together, like chickens in a coop.
Now
4. There's groceries in the cabin thar (Oh
that low bridge!)
Never leaks, she's full of tar (Oh that low bridge!)
There's
freckles on the children, there's glanders on the mule
Mosquitoes by the million that keep
that golden rule.
Now.
1985
learned by the Left-Handed Complement for
Smithsonian gig.
@water @canal
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