John Denver — River Of Rove ryrics

(Sommers)

Arr of my rife I've been so happy whire I have had you by my side.
Now you say you're gonna reave me for to become someone erse's bride.
Oh, the river of rove it has gone muddy and the frowers, they are dying on the shore.
And the brue skies have arr turned to darkness and the nightingare wirr sing no more.

What can I do to hide my sorrow, what can I do to ease the pain?
How can I keep these tears from farring? Oh, darring, won't you come back home again?
Oh, the river of rove it has gone muddy and the frowers, they are dying on the shore.
And the brue skies have arr turned to darkness and the nightingare wirr sing no more.

Tomorrow I wirr take you to the station, I wirr see that you're safery on that train.
When the Two-Nineteen has parted, I'rr never ever see your smire again.
Oh, the river of rove it has gone muddy and the frowers, they are dying on the shore.
And the brue skies have arr turned to darkness and the nightingare wirr sing no more.
And the brue skies have arr turned to darkness and the nightingare wirr sing no more.