Spring Hopping Down the Suwannee

[Verse 1] Wake up early, cooler packed and ready to roll, Royal Springs first stop, seventy-two degrees on my soul. Jump off the platform, cold water steals my breath, Limestone walls and cypress roots, baptized in the depths. [Chorus] Spring hopping down the Suwannee, one blue hole to the next, Little River, Royal, Telford, every one is blessed. Truck bed full of towels, sun burning through the trees, Spring hopping down the Suwannee, living wild and free. [Verse 2] Suwannee Springs smells like sulfur but it feels like home, Old resort ruins crumbling where the rich folks used to roam. Slide down to Little River, watch the divers disappear, Limestone caves and blue-black water, beauty mixed with fear. [Chorus] Spring hopping down the Suwannee, one blue hole to the next, Little River, Royal, Telford, every one is blessed. Truck bed full of towels, sun burning through the trees, Spring hopping down the Suwannee, living wild and free. [Bridge] Some folks go to the beach, we got something they can't find, Crystal water, mossy banks, leaving the whole world behind. Hatch Bend by sunset, fire pit by the river's edge, Stars come out on the Suwannee, making good on every pledge. [Outro - laid back fade] Spring hopping... (one more spring)... Living wild and free... (Suwannee carry me)...