Yough River
Dilon Dilon Dilon
[Verse 1]
The Yough runs slow past the bend
where I learned to cast a line
My father's tackle box still sits
rusted by the door
[Verse 2]
There was a silver spoon lure
bent and scratched from years
I pulled it from the weeds one June
and kept it in my pocket
[Refrain]
Everything that mattered once
fit inside that boat
[Verse 3]
We'd drift in silence mostly
flat-bottom scraping stones
The walleye knew our rhythm
or maybe we knew theirs
[Instrumental]
[Verse 4]
The beer got warm by afternoon
but no one seemed to mind
That lure caught fish when nothing else
would break the surface
[Outro]
I still have it somewhere
though the river changed its course
Versions
Yough River (Version A)
Dilon Dilon Dilon
Version A
Yough River (Version B)
Dilon Dilon Dilon
Version B