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 waters 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

Where the wind’s my only caller
Spend my days at the old sawmill