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RIVER OF THE BIG CANOE (Bob Dyer) You can see her in the mountains in the melting snow See her in the falling rain See her dancing down through a thousand valleys She's got at least a thousand names She's the spawn of the ice of another age The river of the big canoe And she's rolling on down from the Rocky Mountains Carrying the Great Plains news From the Yellowstone, the Musselshell The Milk and the Little Mo The James, the Grand, the White and the Bad The Cheyanne and the wide Moreau When the Frenchmen found her she was Pekitanoui A muddy river wild and free Gave her the name of the Indians who lived there The people called it Missouri She's been a river of coal, a river of fur A river of crazy schemes Steamboat wrecker and a river of gold She's been a river of broken dreams She's the ghost in the night when the moon is full The spirit in the mist of dawn She's the light in the eye of the painter's mind The music in the poet's song @river @American Sung by Dave Para and Cathy Barton Recorded by Ed Trickett Bob Dyer wrote it in 1975. He says the name Pekitanoui (Muddy Water) was given to the river by Pere Marquette; Pere Marest named it Missouri in 1712, and this name was long thought also to mean muddy water. [JN] filename[ BIGCANOE JN oct96 |
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