Cruising down the river, on a Sunday afternoon,
With one you love, the sun above, waiting for the moon,
The old accordion playing, a sentimental tune,
Cruising down the river, on a Sunday afternoon.
The birds above all sing of love, a gentle, sweet refrain,
While reeds around all make a sound like softly falling rain.
Just two of us together, plan a honeymoon,
Crusing down the river, Ona Sunday afternoon
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