Girl in the Pink Canoe

There's a boardwalk on the lake shore, back in my hometown
 It's a place where couples meet to watch the sun go down
 And there's a boy on the boardwalk, climbing all alone
 I asked him what was on his mind, he answered, sad and low
 I'm in love with a girl
 The girl in the pink canoe, who lives up in the bushlands on the banks of the old Yazoo
 She shines like a rose, with her petals all covered in dew
 She's the only one for me, the girl in the pink canoe
 Let me tell you, brother, it really is a glorious view
 All of nature's wonders spread out in front of you
 I wanna ride down the river, take a trip through the old bayou
 I wanna shoot the foaming rabbits with the girl in the pink canoe
 Far from home and all alone as the white calf waves rode high
 Lost at sea, she sprung a leak on the dittle, dittle dark stormy night
 She stroked and stroked in her little pink boat, but was to no avail
 She tossed and turned and chugged and churned and let go a mournful wail
 Won't someone please come rescue me?
 And board my boat and sail me home
 I called out to the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
 If you would let me, I would gladly come to rescue you
 I've got an oar and I'll row you back to shore
 And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
 I promise
 And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
 I've read Camille Paglia
 And on that shore I'll kiss the girl, the girl in the pink canoe
 There you go
 Thank you very much