Only Our Rivers Run Free



When apples still grow in November

And blossoms still grow from each tree

When leaves are

Still green in December

Its then that our land will be free



I traveled her hills and her valleys

And still through her sorrow I see

A land that has never known freedom



And only our rivers run free

And only our rivers run free



Well drink to the death of her manhood

Those man whod rather had died

Than to live in the

Cold chains of bondage

To bring back their

Lives were denied



Oh where are you now

When we need you

What burns where

The flames used to be

Are you gone

Like the snows of last winter



And only our rivers run free

And only our rivers run free



How sweet is life but were crying

How mellow the wine but is dry

How fragrant the rose but is dying

How gentle the breeze but is sigh



What good is it new when its aging

What joy in the eyes that cant see

When the sorrow

In sunshine and flower



And still only our rivers run free



I traveled her hills and her valleys

And still through her sorrow I see

A land that has never known freedom



And only our rivers run free

And only our rivers run free