Boathouse - Noah Gundersen

Boathouse, coming down the river

Boathouse, carrying my son

Boathouse, carrying his mother

You know she’s the only one

Caroline, my heart is aching

But I can’t quit this town

Caroline, my heartless drinking

I can’t quit this town

So go on, wave goodbye

Haul out, packing up his suitcase

Haul out, crying like the rain

Haul out, screaming «this ain’t living,»

And I know you’re right

Caroline, I’ve been wondering

Why you didn’t pick a better man?

Caroline, my Mona Lisa still can’t match your smile

So go on, wave goodbye

Boathouse, coming down the river

Boathouse, carrying my love

Boathouse, carry them to safety

Up from the Mississippi mud

For I lost my love