Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Lead Vocals
Stephen Chapin
Stephen Chapin
Keyboards
Buzz Brauner
Buzz Brauner
Alto Recorder
Jeff Gross
Jeff Gross
Hand Claps
Mike Solomon
Mike Solomon
Hand Claps
Doug Walker
Doug Walker
Guitar
Carolyn Dennis
Carolyn Dennis
Background Vocals
DONNA FEIN
DONNA FEIN
Background Vocals
John Wallace
John Wallace
Bass Guitar
Muffy Hendrix
Muffy Hendrix
Background Vocals
Ron Evanuik
Ron Evanuik
Cello
Howie Fields
Howie Fields
Drums
Bobbye Hall
Bobbye Hall
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Composer
Stephen Chapin
Stephen Chapin
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Chapin
Stephen Chapin
Producer
John James Stewart
John James Stewart
Engineer
Roger Mayer
Roger Mayer
Recording Engineer
Ted Spencer
Ted Spencer
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You keep looking out my window
At the driftwood floating by
Like a flock of birds in falltime
You're just itching to fly
I know I cannot hold you
Cause you live life to the hilt
So go on get out of here girl
I don't want your guilt
Go on and roll down your river Babe
I'll bet you'll make that muddy water churn
You've earned every scar
That you brought with you Baby
But there's one lesson that you'll never learn
What goes down that river don't return
I remember when you washed up on my doorstep
You had a dirty face, a damp dress and a dream
But now you're just a fish out of the water, Baby
It's time to throw you back into the stream
So go on and roll down your river Babe
I'll bet you'll make that muddy water churn
You've earned every scar
That you brought with you Baby
But there's one lesson that you'll never learn
What goes down that river don't return
Now don't you bleed on me about all our good times
Don't tell me that you'll never be the same
Don't tell me anything but goodbye Baby
More than that would be just another game
So go on and roll down your river Babe
I'll bet you'll make that muddy water churn
You've earned every scar
That you brought with you Baby
But there's one lesson that you'll never learn
What goes down that river don't return
You leave me with a month of your sweet madness
You leave me with your music in my head
You leave me with the mystery of the river rolling
You leave me with a desert for my bed
So go on and roll down your river Babe
I'll bet you'll make that muddy water churn
You've earned every scar
That you brought with you Baby
But there's one lesson that you'll never learn
What goes down that river don't return
Written by: Harry Chapin
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