Sunday On The River - Magna Carta

Where the wind blows

willow weep, water deep

running along by the weir

and the boat goes

on the water brown, whirling round

flashing his eyes at the sun

Sunday on the river

with the time flowing by

I catch the morning

row a while row, just lie back

and gaze at the sky

reeds are swaying

beyond their head, where instead

of gloomy walls, trees roll by

Sunday on the river

with the time flowing by

I want you here by me

where the water’s cool, in the river pool

and no one’s around, to see

Where the wind blows

willow weep, water deep

running along by the weir

and the boat goes

on the water brown, whirling round

flashing his eyes at the sun

Sunday on the river

with the time flowing by

Sunday on the river

with the time flowing by