Tennessee River Runs Low

If I were born to be a river
 If a river is all I'd be
 I'd tell the giver of all of the rivers
 To make me the Tennessee
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 How many drops of rain roll off of how many windowpanes
 Down to a valley low where a river like me begins to grow?
 I sing a mournful song as I rush and ramble along
 Oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee-oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee oh
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 I bury secrets deep
 I keep them down where the catfish creep
 Where the rolling tide can't reach the things that I hide
 I hum a mournful tune in the Alabama June
 Oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee-oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee oh
 And I sing
 Oh, dee, dee-dee-dee
 Oh, doo, doo-doo-doo
 Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
 Even the Tennessee river runs low
 When the sky is bright and clear
 Not a cloud above you
 You can float in knowing, dear
 That I was made to love you
 When the storm is raging
 All the light is fading
 The river sings along with me
 Reaching for that minor key
 Color me blue and gray
 River, carry me fast away
 Flood all the rocks and grills
 On for the mighty hill
 I am the Tennessee
 See you down at the stormy sea
 Oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee-oh, dee-oh-dee-oh-dee oh
 And I sing
 Oh, dee, dee-dee-dee
 Oh, doo, doo-doo-doo
 Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
 Even the Tennessee river runs low
 The Tennessee river runs low
 Even the Tennessee river runs low