River Bend Harmony

The sun's rising over the mountains crown. The mist rolls off where the

creek runs down. A rooster crows, the day begins. Life hums along by the river

bend. Oh, sing that river bend harmony. Where the banjo

laughs and the fiddles free. The mandolin dances, the rhythm flows. Where it stops?

Well, nobody knows. The old mill wheel creaks as it

turns. The smokehouse fire still faintly burns. Grandma's biscuits fresh and warm.

Life's been steady through the storm. And though the hills, they carry the

two. Under the sun and the silver moon. Oh,