You know a mile around the bend on the Ohio
Coming up the river for the Sunday show
There’s a tuba and a banjo and a steam calliope
Way in the back there’s a big paddle wheel

What a thrill it musta been, playing Dixie for the folks
Up and down the river on the first showboat
What a thrill it musta been, playing Dixie for the folks
Up and down the river on the first showboat

Momma took the kids and papa took the lunch
The kids took the bells and the whiskey took the drunks
But the biggest thrill of all, you know it had to be
Was sitting up front playing steam calliope

Well there’s magic in the air, they’re fiddlin the rhymes
It’s slow and easy in the summertime
Yeah, but who’d of ever thought, the day would come to be
Where there’s oil on the waters where the rivers used to be

Yeah a mile around the bend on the Ohio
Coming up the river for the Sunday show

N.C.
If you want to play along with the “Dixieland” theme as on Night After Night, the chords are

London Homesick Blues
Written by Gary P. Nunn
Performed by Jerry Jeff Walker

Well when you’re down on your luck you ain’t got a buck
in London you’re a goner now even London bridge is falling down
you move to Arizona and I know what
and I’ll substantiate the rumor that the English sense of humor is
drier than the Texas sand
you can put up your dukes you can bet your boots
but I'm leavin’ just as fast as I can now
Chorus:
I wanna go home with the armadilla’
good country music from Amarilla and Abilene
the friendliest people and the prettiest women you’ve ever seen

Verse 2:
Well it’s cold over here and I swear I wish they’d turn the heat on
and where in the world is that English girl I promised I would meet on the 3rd floor
and of the whole damn lot the only friend I got is a smoke and a cheap guitar
My heart keeps roamin’ my heart keeps longing to be home in a Texas bar

Chorus

Verse 3
Well I decided that I’d get my cowboy hat and go down to the marble arch station
cause when a Texan fancies he’ll take his chances
chances will be takin’ that’s for sure
and them limey eyes they were eyein’ the prize some people call manly foot wear
and they said you’re from down south and when you open your mouth
you always seem to put your foot there

Chorus
(Repeated several times)