All the fields are flooded up to Highway 51 Illinois is coming ’cross the bridge where the Old Ohio was Don’t look away, it will be gone Kentucky and Missouri, a trinity of states Nothing’s in a hurry ’cept the water in between the rising banks Oh nothing moves but nothing stays
Where the longing for the leaving and the welcome-home receiving join Still I’ll keep driving past the ghost of Cairo, Illinois
She used to be a beauty back in 1891 After Fort Defiance, now she’s weathered by the river and the sun She’s still around but she is gone
Where the longing for the leaving and the welcome-home receiving join Still I’ll keep driving past the ghost of Cairo, Illinois
Where the longing for the leaving and the welcome-home receiving join Still I’ll keep driving past the ghost of Cairo, Illinois