Poets, preachers and other creatures Are bound to sing her praise But you'd better get bo'ded Good and loaded Cuz all hell will be raised
When the Delta Queen comes rollin' down the river Hear that whistle, steamboat's round the bend
Calliope is bound to start you hummin' "Way Down Yonder In New Orleans" again Can't you hear that old brass band a-playin' Givin' the Queen a round of Auld Lang Syne Stoke her up and get that big wheel turnin' Smokin' down the river one more time
Ramblers, gamblers, lovers, losers She'll make you want to forget your blues, sir Lovely ladies, ragtime babies You better get on your dancin' shoes
When the Delta Queen goes rollin' down the river Dry your eyes the good times have to end Smokestack blowin' see that red wheel churnin' In your dreams you'll ride her once again
Oh, the Delta Queen is rollin' down the river Hear that whistle steamboat's round the bendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
