Tennessee River Runs Low - The Secret Sisters

If I were born to be a river

If a river is all I’d be

I’d tell the giver of all of the rivers

To make me the Tennessee

How many drops of rain roll

Off of how many windowpanes

Down to a valley low

Where a river like me begins to grow

I sing a mournful song

As I rush and ramble along

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee-oh

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee, oh

I bury secrets deep

I keep them down where the catfish creep

Where the rolling tide

Can’t reach the things that I hide

I hum a mournful tune

In the Alabama June

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee, oh

And I sing

Oh dee, dee-dee-dee

Oh doo, doo-doo-doo

Oh oh, oh-oh-oh

Even the Tennessee river runs low

When the sky is bright and clear

Not a cloud above you

You can float in knowing, dear

That I was made to love you

When the storm is raging

All the light is fading

The river sings along with me

Reaching for that minor key

Color me blue and gray

River, carry me fast away

Flood all the rocks and grills

On for the mighty hill

I am the Tennessee

See you down at the stormy sea

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee

Oh dee-oh-dee-oh-dee, oh

And I sing

Oh dee, dee-dee-dee

Oh doo, doo-doo-doo

Oh oh, oh-oh-oh

Even the Tennessee river runs low

The Tennessee river runs low

Even the Tennessee river runs low