Lyrics:

Well, I was born up in the mountains

Raised up in a desert town

And I never saw the Ocean

'Til I was close to your age now
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, your rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right

I'm going back to San Angelo

The ground is hard and the count is dry
But I'm gonna get my fill somehow

Rivers of corn, and wheat and rye
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, your rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, your rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right

Now, red, red, river valley

Will she remember all the things we said?

And what's the chance that she'll remember

All those nights in the riverbed?
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, your rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey-hey, hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right