My Bitter Creek

Bitter Creek, what have they done to you Bitter Creek

Once upon a time, I lived here my Bitter Creek

Fishing the river stream, I lived in a dream

But all they have given you is, mud seven feet deep

Eagles used to fly, high up there in the sky

But like the elk and the deer, they have all disappeared

It was there on the riverbank, I met my raven haired girl

In the river sand, we learned about love

But the birds, they don’t sing now

The factories are everywhere now

Solo

It was there on the riverbank, I met my raven haired girl

In the river sand, we learned about love

But the birds, they don’t sing now

The factories are everywhere now

Solo Out