Lyrics:

Ive seen a bit of Amsterdam and a bit of Prague
Ive seen a bit of London, twice ,between the fog
Ive seen the North Cathedral and the bars around the beach
Dublin and Vienna and a dozen more of each

Ive spent a year in exile in the forest to the deep
The clouds go overhead the spirits that they keep
The one minute opening your eyes in no place
Resignation fond with the scales on your face
Long live The Hudson River Valley

Ive come to California near the place I was born
Ive shed the last remains and myself pity and myself score
Ive come across the Ambers that were left in ways
I won come up toand set them to a blaze
Oh, long live The Hudson River Valley

Ive flew from New York City
Lack of sight as I was told
And still I must return to always place that Ill be close
And til I can retire far away where I can hear
The sounds that my heart now has come to cherish dear
Oh, long live The Hudson
Oh, long live The Hudson
Oh, long live The Hudson River Valley