Copyright, 1895, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by Charles Graham.
Down the river, upon the tide, a little boat drifted along;
Two lovers sat in it, side by side, singing a merry song;
There he told her the old sweet tale,
Asked her to be his wife;
Said he, "Love, together, whate'er be the weather,
We'll drift down the stream of life."
Drifting along, singing a song, never a thought of sorrow;
Happy are they, sunshine to-day, though it may rain to-morrow;
Drifting along, singing a song-" Love, I will love you ever;
Light of my heart, never to part, gliding down life's river."
Down the river, upon the tide, they drifted the same as of yore;
She was his own little, bonnie bride, And there was just one more;
"Just like mother!" be smiling said;
Happy, indeed, were they;
Yet that is no wonder, for none could be fonder,
Enjoying their holiday.-Refrain.
Down the river, upon the tide, contented they journeyed thro' life;
He was as gallant as in his youth, she was the same good wife;
Age crept on, and the snows of time
Whitened the curls of gold;
With loving ones near them to care for and cheer them,
They sing as they did of old.-Refrain.