The River Affair

She was a sailor, she lived on the river
Up from Ontario, headed for sea
Working the lakers that passed by the city
Stopping occasionally

He was a drifter, he was a Midwestern drifter
Out from Alberta, bound for heaven knows where
Singing his songs and telling his stories
To anyone willing to care

And the road goes on
And the waves roll by

He met her one night in a bar in the city
Next door to the place where he'd come to sing
He walked in between shows and he sat down beside her
They talked about nothin' and most everythin'

"Can you sing me a song about love in the mountains?
I never have been there but sometime I may -
Is the sky just as blue as it is on the ocean?
Are the snowcaps like breakers on a cold windy day?

Won't you lay down beside me and spend the night with me,
And we'll share together whatever may be?
The passing of time or a shadow uncertain,
The height of the mountains, the depth of the sea."

And the road goes on, and the waves roll by.

She was a sailor, she lived on the river
He was a drifter, bound for heaven knows where
Passing they say like two ships in the nighttime
Passing they say like two clouds in the air.

And the road goes on, and the waves roll by.

And the road goes on, and the waves roll by.