My Heart Belongs To The River

My soul isn't in the bed My soul it is afloat, It is on the mighty Ohio river It is alone upon my boat. I see the fishes as they jump The boaters as they cruise, The fishermen as they fish I see the river from different views. I hear the river as she sings And I watch the birds as they fly, I am a great explorer As I float like the clouds in the sky. I wear a captain's hat As I walk to the port and bow, Now I begin to steer As I noticed a distant scow. My soul is sailing upon the waves Feeling the rivers breeze, My soul now begins to dream Wishing it was on one of the mighty seas. Randy L. McClave