[Intro] [low didgeridoo drone like a distant tide, lone slide guitar] It was a monstrous big river down there, and not a sound anywheres. [Verse] [weathered male voice, upright bass, brushed frame drum, slow heavy shuffle] We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, so lonesome I most wished I was dead — but I was powerful glad to get away. [Chorus] [slide guitar swells, a low throat-sung drone, lonesome harmonica] There warn't no home like a raft, after all, you feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft. It's lovely to live on a raft, with the stars a-shining, and the world drift past. [Bridge] [strip to slide guitar and lonesome harmonica, drums drop] Jim, he'd die before he'll go back, you can't pray a lie — we'll light out for the Territory, and ride. [Outro] [slide guitar alone over a fading didgeridoo drone] Give me the river, give me Jim, and the sky all speckled with stars.
