Lincoln River

White tail deer, grazing in the meadow A partridge flies from a white spruce tree Hand in hand with mother nature Just my dog, the river and me In my home upon the river In my home upon the hill Where the wind's my only caller Spend my days at the old sawmill Cool clean water of the Lincoln river I sit and watch it as it flows Washes away all my troubles And restores my weary soul In my home upon the river In my home upon the hill Where the wind's my only caller Spend my days at the old sawmill When I die, don't worry about me Bury me not deep in the ground Cast my ashes on the river Watch them as they float on down In my home upon the river In my home upon the hill Where the wind's my only caller Spend my days at the old sawmill