Caney Fork River (Willie P. Bennett)

Well I first saw her on the Caney Fork River
They said her daddy'd rather shoot her than ever forgive her
Falling for one of the Macallum clan
But what do you expect he’s a feuding man

Every day before breakfast her mother said daughter
It’s time you got your bucket and went to fetch water
And she’d skip down the path to the cool dark eddy
That fed into the Caney Fork River

Caney Fork River
Caney Fork River
Water everywhere it’s a taker and a giver
She touched it to her body
She touched it to her lips
How I wish I was the Caney Fork River

Well there’s no use thinking that you won’t get caught
Because your lucky streak's been running on
I couldn’t swim so I started across
Hangin on to the branches of a hollow log

Well the log struck a rock and I went to the bottom
And my body washed away late last autumn
Spirit still lingers in the cool dark water
That washes the skin of Ferguson’s daughter

Caney Fork River
Caney Fork River
Water everywhere it’s a taker and a giver
She touched it to her body
She touched it to her lips
How I wish I was the Caney Fork River x2