The River Don’t Taste Right

Used to dip a cup down low
Cool and clean from melted snow
Now it smells like rust and rain
Burns your lips and clouds your brain

Fish don’t dance like they once did
Kids don’t splash or flip a lid
Cows walk wide around the bend
Even frogs won’t call or send

"The river don’t taste right"

Too much gone
Too much fight

"The river don’t taste right"

What once ran clear
Now runs with spite

Fields upstream spill what they spray
All that green just fades to gray
What feeds the corn kills the rest
Left the water with no breath

"The river don’t taste right"

Too much gone
Too much fight

"The river don’t taste right"

What once ran clear
Now runs with spite

We built our homes along the bank
Now we watch the colors tank
Stories float in every drop
But no one listens long enough to stop

"The river don’t taste right"

Too much gone
Too much fight

"The river don’t taste right"

What once ran clear
Now runs with spite

Dip your hand, it tells the tale
Of warnings lost and efforts frail...

"The river don’t taste right"