Mr. Powell Lyrics - Ozark Mountain Daredevils

Just about a hundred years or so ago 

Ten men rode their way down the mighty Colorado 

And as I read about their journey 

I couldn't help but feel a very similar yearning to Mr. Powell 

And I wish that I could have been there with him 

The way he talked about the river, I could tell 

The revelations he must have felt within himself 

The realization of what man's supposed to do, I feel it too 

As they would ride over the waves 

As they would glide over the waves 

The river forged its way through canyons 

That were so high that the clouds would float within them 

Cascade fountains moss surrounded 

On through a gorge grand beyond description and the river rolls 

And like a whirlpool it sets my mind to spinnin' 

Can you imagine walls that went so high 

The sky would be nothing more than a single thin blue line 

And rocks would rainbow their way up to the sky 

As they would ride over the waves 

As they would glide over the waves 

You'd hear them singing, singing