A song about the river that flows through the valley where i have lived for the last 45 years.
instrumental
blues
soundscapes
country
americana
bluegrass
world fusion
native american
Story behind the song
This river was sacred to the Seneca Indians who thrived in this area before the settlers came. It's a beautiful river valley and the place i call home.
words/music/lead and harmony vocs/guitar/banjo/dobro by Pinedog
Bass and chorus harmonies, Gabe Stenziano thanks gabe!
Lyrics
ON THE HIGH NORTHERN END OF THE APPALACHIAN MOUNTAINS
IS WHERE THE ALLEGANY HILLS ARE FOUND
FROM THE HARDWOODS AND THE PINE NEAR THE PENNSYLVANIA LINE
A RIVER SPRINGS TO LIFE ON RURAL GROUND
GENESEE, GENESEE, LIKE NO OTHER RIVER, FLOWIN' TO THE SEA
GENESEE, GENESEE..GENESEE RIVER VALLEY..HOME SWEET HOME TO ME
NOW RIVERS FLOWIN' NORTH, WELL YA KNOW THERE AIN'T TOO MANY
BUT SHE CAN'T RESIST THE GREAT LAKES CALL
FIND A SWIMMIN' HOLE, OR GRAB A FISHIN' POLE
FOR SOON THE RED AND GOLD WILL START TO FALL
CHORUS
NOW SOMETIMES LATE AT NIGHT, WHEN THE CAMPFIRES BURNIN' BRIGHT, A MIND GOES DRIFTIN' BACK IN TIME. THE SENECA'S ARE THERE, HUNTIN' DEER AND BEAR...PIONEERS AND TRAPPERS ON THE LINE
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
NOW HAVE YOU HEARD THE THUNDER OF HER WATERFALLS
OR SEEN THE RAINBOWS DANCIN' IN THE SPRAY
AN EAGLE CIRCLES HIGH, LIKE AN OMEN IN THE SKY
MAKES A BODY WANNA KNEEL AND PRAY
CHORUS
ONTARIO CALLS, LIKE A MOTHER TO HER BABY
TOGETHER AS ONE FOREVERMORE
ST LAWRENCE RIVER IS THERE TO DELIVER
THE GENESEE TO THE OCEANS DOOR
CHORUS