| Oh we boarded the boat on the breast of the river so wide
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| And we left old St. Louis on the crest of that brown muddy tide
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| To the strains of the Delta Queen’s band
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| I found myself holding your hand
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| The way we had hoped we would do all that summer and fall
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| Oh the whistle came out, such a deep mellow sound in the night
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| And the echo came back from the shoreline of twinkling lights
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| There was nothing we really could say
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| The river had swept us away
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| Like a present hereafter, the warm sound of laughter
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| As we danced to the Delta Queen Waltz
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| As the big wheel keeps rolling I find myself holding you near
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| With the night time unfolding I’m lucky just having you here
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| As a single wave curls down the shore, we’re waltzing away cross the floor
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| As our heart beats assemble, the boat lightly trembles
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| As we dance to the Delta Queen Waltz |