Oh, Susquehanna!

We walk at the paths at the banks of the mighty Susquehanna
 With our feet made muddy by your tributaries
 That trickle their way to the Chesapeake
 It's like we follow I-83 down to harbor cities
 With strip malls and tar-mac
 People swirling and teeming
 It seemed so exciting, but now it seems like such a blight
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 I grew up near Kentucky's Mt. Zion Road
 All that was there was some old cemetery
 All I wanted [was] to be able to walk to the store
 Now I don't live there but there's too many stores, some apartments, and a Sunoco
 And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies
 And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies
 Oh, Susquehanna!
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 And I miss that place behind my house where I hiked and climbed and played
 Where I ditched this noisy century or just hid out from the decade
 M-I homes thought it could stand to be updated
 Forced it all into a grid until it looked like the funny pages
 With every trace of life, it seems, confined within a frame
 The faces move from day to day but the strips all look the same
 And the punch lines are resoundingly unfunny
 For those trapped in this architecture of easy money
 And I feel like this could all come to no good
 The kids who populate these cul-de-sacs will never know what stood beneath their cookie cutter houses
 Fields and streams and woods
 They'll sit in cars and wait for mom to drive them
 Out of this boring neighborhood
 Oh, Susquehanna!
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 Oh, Susquehanna! (We can walk 'most anywhere, but we aren't getting anywhere)
 And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies
 And I wonder, what did they do with the bodies