Well, I was born up in the mountains
Raised up in a desert town
And I never saw the ocean
Till I was close to your age now
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey hey hey, your rolling river
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey hey hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
I'm going back to San Angelo
The ground is hard and the count is dry
But I'm gonna get my fill somehow
Rivers of corn, and wheat and rye
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey hey hey, your rolling river
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you
Hey hey hey, only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right
Only a river gonna make things right