Sitting out with the fiddle in my hand Focusing on the distant view I can see the Tennessee River Steam rises irritate you Stepping out of my panorama drive Dog's barking in the distant view Sun above a southern mountain Melted down to the center of you Sun setting with the song in my head Mesmerized by the distant view Eyes fixed on white lights blinking Shadows linger when I couldn't trust you Sitting down with a pen in my hand Take a stare at the distant view Words lay like slings on white paper Everything I won't forget about you I won't forget about you Steering now with the wheel in my hand Holding on with no distant view Tears dry before some millions I kill the memory of the day I left you Staring out of his bedroom window Night falls on the distant view Lights across the icy water Nothing floating down the river to you Down the river to you Sitting up with the fiddle in my hand Staring off at the distant view I can see the Hudson River Still blinded when I think about you Oh, when I think about you I think about you