Down By The River
Down by the river,
Aiyana lays here quiver,
And paddles down the water in her dugout canoe.
She comes to a weeping willow tree,
And sings a sad tune,
'Oh down by the streams edge I sing for my love at noon,
I lost him to the aqua and now he is with you.'
She grabbes the oar and sailes down more,
She turns to the waterfall,