Whippoorwill River

My dad was a man

With two hard workin' hands

He always took time out for me

Well, I'd come home from school

Load up that canoe

He'd say, "What's the bet gonna be?"

We'd float that boat down on Whippoorwill River

Catch us a big one or two

He taught me about life

And its simple pleasures

And whatever else that he knew

Then I met a girl

With a head full of curls

A pure and innocent heart

Oh, I knew she was the one

And when weekends would come

Wild horses couldn't keep us apart

We'd run those ponies down Whippoorwill River

And I'd steal a sweet kiss or two

She taught me about love

And its simple pleasures

And whatever else that she knew

Well, I married that girl

And we have a son

And he looks like my daddy used to

Oh, his mom and I

Always find time

To do things that he likes to do

Well, he loves to go fishing on Whippoorwill River

And ride in his grandad's canoe

We teach him about life

And its simple pleasures

And pass down a memory or two

Yeah, he loves to go fishing on Whippoorwill River

And catch him a big one or two

He's learning about life

And its simple pleasures

And making a memory or two

Ooh whoo ooo