On My Way To Rainy River


Riding along my way to Rainy River,
Riding along my way to Rainy River,
There I have met three lovely girls together.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

There I have met three lovely girls together.
There I have met three lovely girls together.
I didn't chose, mine was fair Arabella.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

I didn't chose, mine was fair Arabella.
I didn't chose, mine was fair Arabella.
There I placed her behind me on the saddle.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

There I placed her behind me on the saddle.
There I placed her behind me on the saddle.
A hundred leagues I held her fast a riding.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

A hundred leagues I held her fast a riding.
A hundred leagues I held her fast a riding.
She wouldn't speak, nor with me be abiding.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

She wouldn't speak, nor with me be abiding.
She wouldn't speak, nor with me be abiding.
Then she said,"Stop! Oh, let me go a drinking!"
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

Then she said,"Stop! Oh, let me go a drinking!"
Then she said,"Stop! Oh, let me go a drinking!"
I brought the belle to the edge of the river.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

I brought the belle to the edge of the river.
I brought the belle to the edge of the river.
All she would do was turn away and shiver.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

All she would do was turn away and shiver.
All she would do was turn away and shiver.
Then I took her to the home of her father.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

Then I took her to the home of her father.
Then I took her to the home of her father.
She drank a lot, it was not any bother.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

She drank a lot, it was not any bother.
She drank a lot, it was not any bother.
Her parent's health first she would be a toasting.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

Her parent's health first she would be a toasting.
Her parent's health first she would be a toasting.
Brothers, sisters, of them she was a boasting,
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.

Brothers, sisters, of them she was a boasting,
Brothers, sisters, of them she was a boasting,
Of me the lad, who'd brought her home so safely.
Along the road with a song we are going
Along the road we are marching strong.
A French Canadian folksong.

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