Missouri, she's a mighty river. Away, you rolling river. The redskins' camp lies on its borders Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. The white man loved the Indian maiden, Away, you rolling river. With notions his canoe was laden. Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. "O, Shenandoah, I love your daughter," Away, you rolling river. "I'll take her 'cross yon rolling water." Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. The chief disdained the trader's dollars; Away, you rolling river. "My daughter never you shall follow." Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. At last there came a Yankee skipper, Away, you rolling river. He winked his eye, and he tipped his flipper. Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. He sold the chief that fire-water, Away, you rolling river. And 'cross the river he stole his daughter. Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. "O, Shenandoah, I long to hear you," Away, you rolling river. "Across that wide and rolling river." Ah ha I'm bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INCIDENTS IN THE LIFE OF MY UNCLE ARLY by EDWARD LEAR UNCROWNED by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY SIC SEMPER INSURANTIBUS by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP PRINCE ARTHUR: THE CRYSTAL PALACES by RICHARD BLACKMORE |