Big River - Dougie MacLean

We couldn’t be further from home

Oh no what’s left of a journey of tears

We cry like the curlew

Oh Christ, save our souls and help hold our fears

And it couldn’t be darker than this

Oh no, even with so much light in the sky

And the sun burns forever

We can’t find the shade though we try and we try

So, big river, don’t fool me

I’m depending upon a sign

I’m relying upon your motion

To carry these cares of mine

And, big river, we’re helpless

And we bend to your every turn

But not even our courage can help us

As the big river runs on and on

As the big river runs on and on and on

To clear this bush will take a whole life

I’m sure and even the lives of my sons

But we dream of a harvest

And oh how we’ll feast when it finally comes

And when sugar cane grows to the wind

We’ll think on that journey of tears

And the murdering hold of the hellish

George Fyfe will fade with the years

So, big river, don’t fool me

I’m depending upon a sign

I’m relying upon your motion

To carry these cares of mine

And, big river, we’re helpless

And we bend to your every turn

But not even our courage can help us

As the big river runs on and on

As the big river runs on and on and on