Oh there's a steamboat coming half a mile around the bend
Hear the voice of old man river calling him again

Old man Sawyer he wakes at down, he puts his tie and his coffee on
He lives in a room on the second floor where everyday is like the one before
From his window he can see the river flowing endlessly
Down on the banks the children play, he closes his eyes and he drifts away

Oh there's a steamboat coming half a mile around the bend
Hear the voice of old man river calling him again
Oh and it would be so easy for a boy and his best friend
To tell the world that they've gone fishing, Mr. Sawyer and Mr. Finn

Every afternoon about five o'clock, old man Sawyer goes down to the dock
He knows the folks at the corner bar, has a glass of beer and a good cigar
Now and then someone will ask well just when did old Finn pass
Old man Sawyer says he never died, he just went fishing on the other side

Oh there's a steamboat coming half a mile around the bend
Hear the voice of old man river calling him again
Oh and it would be so easy for a boy and his best friend
To tell the world that they've gone fishing, Mr. Sawyer and Mr. Finn

And if fishes were wishes and wishes came true
I know what old man Sawyer'd do
He'd go riding on a raft and reel one in
And laugh once more with young Huck Finn
Oh there's a steamboat coming half a mile around the bend
Hear the voice of old man river calling him again
Oh and it would be so easy for a boy and his best friend
To tell the world that they've gone fishing, Mr. Sawyer and Mr. Finn