"River Of Memory" lyrics

There's an old ramshackle shack
Where in dreams I wander back
And we listen to those southern melodies
T'was a place where I was born
On a bright October morn
And it's nestled at the end of my river of memory

Did you ever go sailin' down the river of memory?
To a little log cabin that's nestled among the sycamore trees
Where the sunshine is cheery and nothing in the world grows weary
At my cabin at the end of my river of memory

There's a mother old and gray at the end of memory's way
And I'll meet her there tonight among the trees
And with her welcome she so sweetly beckons me
To my cabin at the end of my river of memory

Did you ever go sailin' down the river of memory?
To a little log cabin that's nestled among the sycamore trees
Where the sunshine is cheery and nothing in the world grows weary
At my cabin at the end of my river of memory

When twilight shadows fall many childhood voices call
Callin' back to the good old days that used to be
And in answer to their prayers I'll soon be sailing there
To my cabin at the end of my river of memory

Did you ever go sailin' down the river of memory?
To a little log cabin that's nestled among the sycamore trees
Where the sunshine is cheery and nothing in the world grows weary
At my cabin at the end of my river of memory